cloud tide
lapping the timberline
—mystic lake
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Mt Dandenong
Faux paw
barking dog
a constant annoyance!
until the burglar
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Fugue
strangers greet her
with expectant eyes
at the nursing home
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Nectar
the warm buzz
of making honey
—summer glow
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Amaranthine
at the hot springs
below the line of thought
I find you, old friend
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Circa Diem
confused cicadas
singing late night lovesongs
—bright summer moon
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Wabi-Sabi
unnoticed
in cracked city pavement—
daisies
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Smoke
twilit valley
clouds blow into ghosts
ephemeral life
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Fall
amber leaves
tumbling down the path—
empty nest
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Escape
Despite
the mist, the lack
of light,
they fly
true south, those geese,
while I
remain,
earthbound by age
and pain.
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days of stone 