The View From My Back Door

The glow of silver trees against blue skies; against a deeper royal blue allies as snow now blankets each and every limb with loving care, their mother covers them. The trees so loved by nature’s wintry blast it seems some artist covers to contrast. Her richest blue encircles icy trim with loving care, their mother…

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The Morning After

  “The Morning After” Push open all the doors to house at five. Breathe deep_ the morning air; keep lungs alive. A birthday celebration leaves its claim; confetti on the sofa_in the drain. We held the starry night so drunk with love but now, in morning light, squint eyes above. The dying ash in fireplace…

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Martin’s Dream

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Martin Luther King, Jr. Martin’s Dream I fall into the blackest hole in space my soul now travels through the darkest scene; a foreign place where there’s no time or grace. I move through tunnels…

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