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Dyslextic Games

Dyslexic Games My cut out work, order excised, the lingua scooted franca by, as written codes are in a spin, th…

Urban Scape

Urban Scape I loved old metal fire escapes, black clatter steps, scaled back entrance, back passage airy filigree, ex…

Customs with Pomegranates

Customs with Pomegranates It’s lush, of course, full-seeded blush, as if fertility to burst, save for its leather exo…

Rust

Rust Why turning rust leaves on the trees paint wonder - but not metal form, the oxide scar, green metal bench? Both…

Marks the Spot

Marks the Spot Codesmith, txt speak, for poetry, verse never easy, now as π,    recurring point, ∞ - Homer, Wordsworth…

Blossom Flurries

Blossom Flurries   snowing white petals flurries of cherry blossoms blanket spring grass     Douglas J. La…

The Fullness of Spring

The Fullness of Spring     The breeze was changing Growing warmer But not quite on the edge of warm And th…

The Wind Watchers

The Wind Watchers (for Mom and Natalia)   years ago, my mother tried to show me the invisible— “look there, do  yo…

The Treasure

The Treasure             (for Kathy and Mom)   we know to listen when unforgettable words are spoken, we know to…

Night Files Its Teeth

Night Files Its Teeth   The night files its teeth. It feasts on dead small carcasses. Its mouth is wide and each…

Chant Tibet

Chant Tibet The blood of ten thousand Tibetan monks Saturate the thirsty earth On a godless passage To Beijing. Mark…

Three Imaginary Toys

Three Imaginary Toys   Three imaginary toys follow me around, a wooden horse, a spacewoman, and a slinky w…

The Silence Seen

The Silence Seen   In the silence seen, there is the quivering lip, there is the face of fear, there is the …

Reclining Hero

Reclining Hero   Kneel and sit between your heels, lie back.                                    Press your shinbones…

Perfect Balance

Perfect Balance   The scent of heaven laid in proportion to the mystic visual attraction of our souls’ connections…

Moonsighting in Maine

Moonsighting in Maine The white moon in the black basin of the sky, soft and luminous, rose over tidal water and s…

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