sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
we saw your burnished footprints in the soft beach sand followed them across the sea and through the shattered sky beyo… ‘one small step for man’, he said
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air
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