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Tuesday, January 1, 2013

New Year, Grand Wish



My screams my tears
muffled by cupped ears
hearts scorned, seared

Suffer little children
cries not heard
by those on mountain tops

They scourge its face
fling profligate refuse down
to begging arms

Fresh clear streams
once traversed down
to smiling faces
at its feet

Now blood-shot eyes
look up from dried crevices
in baron land

And the unfed little ones
abound, unseen, unheard
with extended hand

New year
a grand wish
that the morsels fill
the palms of little hands

Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Equinoxes



the wind
ride its journeyed travels
whirling gusting
cool warm
feel
exuberance
a leaf falling
riding
the whirlwind
no beginning,
no end
not unlike
a bud
it opens
then falls
at the arboreal feet
to feed
to grow another
an unbroken cycle

happy new equinoxes
Winter
Spring
Summer
Fall