Tag Archives: poem

the growing

liquid seeping through the ground and the life that sprouts is but a tiny strand of green and white; a root hugs the earth, a new leaf fixes face toward space and time azure now, then gray and windy and … Continue reading

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Shells

  There are more to them than name and symmetries colors and textures dwelling in the vastness of a fluidity that marks their nooks and crevices edges and eyes grasping the folds of an ocean.

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Flight

Morning hears the panicking Of fearful birds in the eye of sun And settle only when Blinding red shall close them down On horizontal weariness. Then Evening listens to the sighing Tracking on her knees it seems Sounds of living … Continue reading

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wavy windy quest

is the wave that creates the wave that creates the wave that creates the wave that reaches my feet the same wave that reaches my feet?

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