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The River of Time

The river of time

Flows through the essence

Of human existence

Forging canyons in the soul

 

Following a path

Of its own creation

Leaving silt in its wake

Stones along the shore

 

Rapids interrupt

Its meandering migration

As the current overtakes

Rocks scattered in the bed

 

Casting spray on daydreams

Leaving empty holes

Where the future

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Snow

The first snow

Early this year

The middle of November

Wiping away years

Of deprivation

Awakening the senses

Of cold refreshing renewal

As frozen water

Sprinkles down and

Melts against my face and clothes

Tiny sculptures

Crafted by nature

To enlighten the soul

A shower of fluff

A curtain of a

New reality

Carrying me away

As it coats the ground

W...

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novembersnow

On a Roller-Coaster of Fate

Blistering weather withers

As cooler climes take over

Reflecting

Revealing the emptiness that surrounds

Pervading the hollowness that echoes

Like an empty cavern

Floating through a ravine of longing

Waiting

For the improvements that signal

Recuperation

Regaining the equanimity

Of our own circle of life

Holding fast to passions and fancies

Foibles and follies

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dreamsfategriefhope

Fall

Fall is for color

Bounty and splendor

Spring is renewal

But fall toasts

The future

 

Nature’s own blossoming

In earth tones that

Shatter the rainbow

With rock solid

Treasure to last

The year

 

Harvest balls

October fests

Foodie’s delight

Magnificent moments

For taste buds

In sight

 

Fall holds a promise

Crisp air to breathe

That cle...

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autumncidercinnamonOctober

Late Afternoon

The late afternoon

Changes the mood of the day

A cooling breeze

Erases the oppressive heat of the morning

A crystal blue sky

Without a single cloud

A tiny plane slips suddenly

Onto the horizon

Where it’s going – unknown

I watch my dog

As she stretches out on the grass

In the dog park that she truly believes is hers

And hers alone

She rolls and lays her head

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A Second Chance

Once in a lifetime

If you’re lucky

You get a second chance

At love

How it happens

Why it happens

No one knows

But the powers up

Above

Life’s twists and turns

Run parallel in the universe

Fate and destiny hold hands

To bring loved ones together

Dearly departed team up

In Heaven

Guiding what appears

Happenstance

Improbable

Impossible

And yet v...

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A Half-Dozen Little Necks

A half-dozen Little Necks

Clams on the half shell

Whetting the appetite

Eaten raw

A squeeze of lemon

And cocktail sauce

A perfect respite

 

Afternoon snack

With a bowl of clam chowder

Or a prelude to an entrée

Like trout almandine

With crabmeat stuffing

An ideal combination

For dinner any day

 

Supper after theatre

A lovely aperitif

With after ...

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Postmortem

Striations

Gradations

Filling the atmosphere

In stillness

 

Pink

Mixed with

White and gray

To almost holiness

 

Fallacy of fate

Languish

The unknowing

With helplessness

 

Testing the tide

Pressing forward

Through fear

Of loneliness

 

Watching the idle

Wither without them knowing

Through vacant

Wastefulness

 

As the nouveau ...

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Jane

Ten years of anguish

Ten years of sorrow

Ten years alone

With people all around

 

Three flights up

In an empty bedroom

Devoid of any loving

Devoid of human touch

 

Living each day

The life of a servant

Practicing retreating

A shell of who she was

 

Hoping for a savior

To end the mental torture

Never even knowing

If saving could exist

 

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