- frost on the furrows . . .
- a new path— . . .
- falling rain . . .
- where creek willows weave the . . .
- overnight . . .
- night paddling the land blacke . . .
- thunderbolt--- . . .
- today slips . . .
- attention . . .
- moving through . . .
- moving day— . . .
- Grey dawn . . .
- Twilight
- how cleverly the word divides . . .
- pink moon . . .
- abbey ruins . . .
- the skip of a skipping stone a . . .
- mossy boulder . . .
Archive for October, 2011
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frost on the furrows . . .
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a new path— . . .
-
falling rain . . .
-
where creek willows weave the . . .
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overnight . . .
-
night paddling the land blacke . . .
-
thunderbolt---
. . .
-
today slips
. . .
-
attention . . .
-
moving through . . .
-
moving day— . . .
-
Grey dawn . . .
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Twilight
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how cleverly the word divides . . .
-
pink moon . . .
-
abbey ruins . . .
-
the skip of a skipping stone a . . .
-
mossy boulder . . .