Tag Archives: Stars

THE SANDS OF TIME FLOW INTO WINTER

The hour glass allows the sands to run– it doesn’t ask what you might want. . . Right through the eight-shaped bulbs grains flow straight down, and curve into a rounded heap, be it in fog light flat or intermittent … Continue reading

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JUNE FIREWORKS SOUND

Fireworks sound warm fog air veils the stars. . . Modest the length of the near-solstice night, when measured in hours. . . Then, like Ben Franklin, the June sun is early to rise at its dawn, and then arcs … Continue reading

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I AM A PEEP

I am a peep. I am a pipe. I am a megaphone. I make a sound that to distant lands resounds. I make a sight that starts small and faint but grows to tall and very bright. My presence shall … Continue reading

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WINTER SLEEP CALLS

Sleep calls. Habits, shapes of rabbits, by wry coincidence, seen in the ceIling cracks or walls. . . Shadows beckon of next spring, while we are still here wintering, in hopes our next snowflake to glance, to lick, our next … Continue reading

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OF EARTH AND SKY

Groan. Sigh. I’m flesh and bone, part of earth, but of stars first– expansive as the black night sky.

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THE TURN OF THE DAY AND THE NIGHT

Cheat, cheat break! Not one sec should I really take. . . I want to sing a song. . . is that okay? All in good time and place, so that when I do gaze right into my glass, I … Continue reading

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FLOW GO

Flow go. . . go away. . . or, don’t go. One way or the other, what will transpire, we just don’t know. . . We are born of blood and guts and love and lust and earth and sky … Continue reading

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