A startle
of cats by
Midnight
outside
my cold
window>
No moon
to light
the cherry
blossoms.
of cats by
Midnight
outside
my cold
window>
No moon
to light
the cherry
blossoms.
4/16/2009
--
Heaven
brought a
late Summered
rain> I’ll
wait [again]
for your poem/
August darkens
just beyond
my window.
Carefully above
the blood
withered petals of
forgotten roses,
a spider still
spinning.
brought a
late Summered
rain> I’ll
wait [again]
for your poem/
August darkens
just beyond
my window.
Carefully above
the blood
withered petals of
forgotten roses,
a spider still
spinning.
T. Byron K.
8/27/2009
Blue Ridge Mountains,
Virginia
8/27/2009
Blue Ridge Mountains,
Virginia
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