Fall
The voice of autumn
Whispers from the swirl of leaves
Carried on the breeze
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Atonement
If I’ve done you wrong
If I’ve caused you grief or pain
I beg forgiveness.
Travel
The short light of dawn
Illuminating strangers
Waiting for the train
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Salt spray in my face
The surf pounding the sand as
I comb for sea glass.
Nostalgia
When did my daughter
Get old enough to leave me
At the carnival?
Beneath
His smile hangs askew,
while unseen tribulations
rent rifts in his soul.
Solstice
On the horizon,
the evening sun stretches low
beckoning the night.
Chasm
Mute, straining to hear
your voice outstretched across our
chasm of silence.
Spring
Driving, lost in thought.
Brought back to earth by the smell
of freshly cut grass.
Mother
How thankful am I?
Still to have the chance to say
That I love you Mom.