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Thursday, March 06, 2008




Humming transformer
Breaks through the morning stillness;
In the blue sky--a plane.

Like fuzzy statue
Schnauzer sits still on the snow;
Must have a cold butt.








On the frozen road
Spider webs of ice spin out,
Ornate--treacherous.












Nobody's here now;
Door swung open blocked by snow;
Next door the dogs bark.







Patches of dark ice
Spread out along the roadside
Almost blending in.

The snow bank's ridges
Are cast darkly on the road--
A joke of the sun.

After the deluge
Water drips through exposed roots;
Stream bubbles again.

From beneath the snow

Water rushes next to road--
Solid to liquid.

Racing down the rocks
Water falls relentlessly
Surrounded by snow.

White line in the sky
Cutting across the blue heaven
Fading instantly.

Digging and chirping
Little people shovel snow--
It's all just a game.




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