THE WAIT

I’ve known the takes of winter — the last leaves;
The cold, brittle branches bare in the wind,
Creaking above the grounded yesterdays.
My bark sings to charm that residue within,
Waiting to bloom old limbs once more to love; Continue reading

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THE WAITERS

They’re out there…waiting!
Some sense it more than some.
But, no surprise with waiting done,
As someday the news reports “I died.”
Oh, head crowned with laurels spun,
But no quarried stone on lonely sod
With cuts for passers-by to Continue reading

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THINKING SMALL!

………Oh! Little ant won’t stop
Scurrying on the countertop.
Quickly a finger on it. Squash! It’s gone!
Oh! Worm-Flea-Ant-Bee-Sparrow….
Oh! Burrow-Bite-Crawl-Buzz-Fly…
Oh! To be so small and infinitely smaller
In so vast a star-eating-star universe!
Oh! Spam of panspermia, loosed Continue reading

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