Too much, by half
In the sizzle heat 
we yearn 
for any colder chill 
oh, please 
one ghostly presence 
in the…
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Winter Vista

(Dec 21, 2006)
At nine am a thick grey cotton wool of clouds lay everywhere but north over…

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A&E
Art is strong 
but Earth 
the stronger, 
older, 
wiser 
Earth is mother. 
Art must ride on…
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Things Hurt
Things hurt that I didn't used to notice 
I am losing my eyesight 
and must wear reading…
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Before the Storm
The other day 
the sun rose red 
and orange 
through perfect parfait 
pastel pink 
and grey…
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Invisible Hand
At dawn I came 
upon a ring 
of rocks 
set out on 
granite flat

hard grey light 
on water…
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Returning to my senses
The sun is hot 
and the land thirsty 
for tonight's storm.

the surf laps up 
the stony beach…
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The Story
The story is writing itself,

in real time

Nothing 

can be expected

of it

It drags the…
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A Bird
A bird 
hits the one window 
in my office 
that doesn't have 
a screen, 
(full speed, 
from…
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