in the clear air
over a snow-mantled campus
two crows dance
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winter emerges
covers the white car in snow
one red leaf is leftk
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a skipping wind
whistles around the eaves, and
helps me into flight
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a new crispness
in the crackling air
and the leaves
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sunset
day flies away
on golden wings
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rustling leaves
a simple serenade
of coming fall
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skeletal branches
starlings chitter on landing
silent moment lost
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feathered branches sketched
on a canvas of warm blue
in winter's dark ink
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looking back on life
will I be able to say
it was worth living?
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soaked in sweat
chlorine & water solution
then drip dry
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no time nor space
no self nor ego, only
beauty . . . but I blinked
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faery lights dance
swirl in the silver waters
until the sun shines
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warm blue sky sun
soft wet breezes caress hair
whisper "spring comes"
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warm water cascade
washes over blemished skin
feel like a goddess
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dry streambed
upstream rocks crumble
inspiration flows back
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grey day mist
strange how rain can refresh
drink the thick air
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in a still circle
moving clouds reflected
miniature sky
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intermittent
rains beat upon the roof
calls to consciousness
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a cloudy day
waiting for the sun's return
without you
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empty hands
tear(s) drop(s)
of(f) you
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amidst windy sobs
stormy tears of fire and salt
uncontrollable
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