____nothing glamorous, a lady
_____ walking down the stairs
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A FALLING LEAF
In the multitude
between the cacophonies
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(inspired by John Latham's art, 'The N-U Niddrie Heart')
I awoke in a stream of rays,
laid my Pregnant Survivor’s Manual
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moon shadow
the little gray mouse
edges toward the cheese
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are like water
..............in a stream
endlessly flowing
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Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Where are you hiding me?
That face is not the one I recall.
It’s not the me I seem to be.
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(dedicated to Meggie Gultiano)
deep from within
arises from a flaming core
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Ev’ry morning we glory to see the sun
breakfast the day with its yolk of golden ways
when birds are happiest to sing their songs.
What is new is sure to get our welcome
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........................It’s a butterfly day.
...............Not yet what color can I say.
.................The rain has just subsided.
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