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Sunday, April 06, 2014

Drowning Out the Sun




Air purifier
Hums loudly on the inside
Drowning out the sun.






 Restful the sunshine
Touching the tops of the trees
Which twitch in response.


 


 A dog on my chair?
What will be there tomorrow,
A few kangaroos?





 A piece of old fence,
Evergreens and some sunlight:
A fairy portal.



 



  Ice is forgotten,
Melted in the sound of the stream's
Liquid obsession.


 



 Surviving snow banks--
Filthy, gray at the road side,
Still hide from the sun.


 



Wood man in the tree,
Eyes hooded, watches the road
With eternal stare.


 




 Does the jogger feel
Anything but her fatigue
As she puffs past woods?














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