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on this lonesome road
my only legacy the
footprints in the dust
–
empty shells-
ocean waves
wash the shore

in the overgrowth
well worn by the hands of time
forgotten tombstones
–
by the window
waiting, staring
at the falling snow

shadows of flowers
paint the skin across the vale
of your naked back
–
clouds float by-
shadows spill
into the valley

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anticipation-
enduring the pain, thankful
for feeling at all
–
deadheading-
rose thorns
pierce my skin

lighted by the sun
her spectral visage hanging
in the morning sky
–
slanted light-
the virgin sun
greets the moon

night in the forest
an passing train rumbling
off in the distance
–
distant music-
blackbirds perched
on power lines

shortening my stride
slowing behind old lovers
walking hand in hand
–
icy harbor-
the crush of a
rising and falling tide

dark shadows riding
the fine line between the here
and the hereafter
–
cold and silent-
along his path
withered grass

averting my eyes
pretending not to notice
your scars and bruises
–
cherry copper leaves-
the distant crash
of rutting stags