Spring Thaw
The stream
undulating
in moonlight, twists and turns
melding crystal curves and dark soft
shoulders. |
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Still, Magic
Thirty
years of fitting
our bodies together
and still, they sing songs in
the key
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Sunset
Sunday's
sun settles down
in thickening branches
and a dangling web holds a leaf
sparkling. |
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Heading Home
Searching
to see inside
the next seconds of fog,
beyond the compass glow into
the night.
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Cool Colors
Hundreds
of leaves swirling
the palettes of autumn,
scarlet and crimson and yellow
entwined.
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Love is Patient
Waiting
for my shadow
at moonrise, I hear you . . .
knowing you're far beyond the stars
waiting.
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Columbia
Seven
heroes who touched
the sky and dared to dream,
saw earth from afar...then left us
too soon. |
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Long ago. . .
Your eyes
as you held me
in the space of a song
took my breath away...and I fell
in love.
Full Moon Magazine, December 2004
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Midnight
Thunder
between the peaks
with the wind sounding gongs
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wild as the trees bent by the storm's
fury. |
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Lost Soul
Stark nights
and eerie lights,
lost in shadows she lurks,
with nothing left to see or hold. . .
soulless.
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Summer Heat
Red light,
green light, red light . .
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She waves thanks with her
cane
as the old dog by her side
sits,
waiting.
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Reunion
Our dance
last night was magic...
how your touch still
lingers
after the ordinary day
begins.
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Night
Chill
Silence
between deep sighs . . .
under ceiling shadows
the sliver of moon between us
growing.
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Underground
His chest
against her breast,
trapped in the rush hour
crush...
ah, the light at the end of
the
tunnel.
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Surf Sounds
Falling
up into stars
from a cradle of sand ...
nestled close beside you, I
taste
the night. |
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Third Date
Oysters
on the half shell
slide, polishing our tongues;
icy-cool silken saltiness,
so wet.
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