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Window Frame
All of life is poetry
a half-baked layered poem
my window is the picture frame
that calls my eye to roam
frozen silent evergreens
with dark serenity
they're preaching self-reliance
but hide mendacity
November leaves dead yellow-brown
swirl littered on the road
their song tells of an aging dream
that failed to unfold
a needled pine stares blackly down
unwilling to release
b...
Monday 25th January 2021 5:21 am
Solar Energy
SOLAR ENERGY
Iced winter cuts the frosted day from his block
And inks the trees against the crow- quavered sky.
Beside the river, fog mists the snapshot fields -
The swirling ghosts of slaughtered sheep.
Night draws back her tent to aqueous cream;
The nose-numb walker squints at pink- ribboned dawn,
Knees grate on hoof- hard furrowed track.
A lemon disc rises gla...
Thursday 10th February 2011 12:41 pm
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