November 2016

Too little too late

November 24, 2016

I stayed up too late, writing too little Wrinkled fingers and tired eyes Outside, the charcoal watercolor wash Dampened the shore’s cool midnight White-winged gulls no longer cried Tucked their screeches under their wings Lonely loons quieted their loony tunes In the twinkling steel and diamond sky As for me, bed beckoned and I obeyed […]

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Web

November 24, 2016

Before the first drops My spider retreats Waits under overlapping leaves Watches while her web Washes away again When the sky clears My spider has already Forgotten that tattered life Starts weaving again Slowly building a new dream While the sun shines My spider sees her ends Picks up her ragged cables Weaves them back […]

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Lamb

November 22, 2016

In the fields in the tractor I held the tiny lamb in my arms Rescued from the drought And the mother Who abandoned it In the relentless, parching sun On the road in the tractor I held the tiny lamb in my arms And watched while it died So silently It just stopped breathing Silent, […]

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