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It Is At

It is at
Forest edges
Where we see them
Most clearly.

Shadow laid on shadow
Cut by sunlight
Bare branches
Life tightly sealed inside
Bark and layered rings
Counting years
Back into past.

All cast against
Cerulean winter sky
So clear
I can almost see
The infinite
Stars
Beyond.

Hamburg & Russell Street

Morning,

the young beggar stands,

blanket thrown over narrow shoulders,

flimsy white undershirt,

a pile of rags at his feet.

We in cars ignore him,

cast eyes at ruby stop light,

and rising cobalt sky.

Escaped sunflower,

sits in a car, a

moon faced woman

w/ styled bob,

reads her cell phone.

Wheeling seagulls

search for garbage.

Undershirt,

dull khaki jeans,

work boots,

he smokes the 2nd cigarette of the day,

carefully counts them out.

He carries his sign

with jaunty steps,

but

his eyes

are hollow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

floor

crunchy under my foot

cat’s been

hunting crickets again

full moon recall

dream
salt sea foam
clams scurry
dig themselves
into sand
as the waves recede
we are young
i wrap
burgundy and cobalt
gauze scarf
about my torso
my nipples show
your sandy curls soft
as cigarette smoke
sinuously rises
your voice rumbles
weakens my knees

Laundry

Horizon eats sun,
bursting tangerine.
Bold azure,
golden sky,
I pick up the laundry.
Night steals in,
blueberry cloud patches
brushes cornflower dome sky.
Laundry bag slung over shoulder
I gaze
above the knoll of weapons.
Pale rotund moon
strangled gently
by
silver
spider
strands.

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Transition: July 25, 2016

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Dark night,

sea seeps into sky.

I make footprints,

sand soft against my soles,

soft against my soul,

dipping my feet

at the ocean’s edge.

 

First light fills the sea.

Sable brushes

against sky.

Ebony ripples

topped

by pale whitecaps.

 

Still,

the sea is monotonously calm.

One small wave

lands at my feet.

 

Clouds fall into horizon.

Sky grows lavender

and pale azure,

flaunts charcoal clouds.

 

Rain

comes.

I

walk.

 

East,

stirring of orange glow.

By my right shoulder,

moon peers through clouds.

 

Sandpipers descend

from

wherever they spend the night.

Feast on

tiny shoreline organisms.

Nimbly avoid

the sweep of waves.

Race forward

and back

from water’s edge.

Skim across the sand

in a motley crew,

in a ballet of

choice

&

fate.

 

Now,

Bach’s major chords.

Lemon, rose, violet commingle,

create

a path to the horizon.

Clouds consume rising mist.

 

West light expands.

Sun capers

in cloud mountain  peaks,

rises from the sea.

 

Indigo clouds stretch,

unveil coral cumulous,

so fluffy

I could eat them.

 

Cloud column rises from sea,

lays against green sky.

Thunder crashes,

booms.

Lightening cracks open sky.

Heat leaps from sand.

 

Moist

heat

rises,

cocoons me.

 

North turquoise sky,

dusky blue ocean.

 

I turn south,

purple horizon,

salmon undercoat,

azure and lemon overlay.

 

Creation

every day.

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Delaware Dawn

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Rose, yellow, and verdant light

prances,

leaps from ocean surface,

swells.

 

Cobalt sky,

lightly brushed with

peach clouds.

Seagulls skim

above placid waters,

 

relentlessly fishing.

 

Stranded on wet, ochre sand

an upsidedown horseshoe crab,

decorated with barnacles,

a soldier pinned with medals

on his chest.

I roll him over,

gently place him

by surf’s edge.

 

Old horseshoe crab

feebly turns to sea,

patiently waits

for death to arrive.

 

Mr. Crow

Mr. Crow

Go slow.

Pick with care

Garbage bare.

I come nigh,

Photo guy.

He finds pie.

Says, “Goodbye!”

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July 26, 2016

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I sing

dawn into existence.

The dolphins slide swiftly

in glittering sea.

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