We swallowed up the summers whole
like the pelicans, with their fish,
queuing on the pier.
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The White-throated Dipper your wife
enjoys watching in the pond,
bobs and spins round and round.
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We are like two cats circling,
insecure, heated, fearful.
Each one vying for his place,
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We cling to you for shelter
and like a greedy lover, we
often ignore your needs,
asking for more than we deserve
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As a mobile phone begins to vibrate
the fish go about their business in a ghostly dance
unaware of the signals being sent. They are
surrounded by an abyss of hallowed darkness.
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I store love in a bottle.
When I unscrew the cap—the fragrance smiles.
Scents collected through the visages of
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Warm earth replete with life
where he sows his seeds.
Each tiny speck cupped in his hand,
delicate and divine.
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