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Gradient of Gray
This is a fragile moment.
Everything is changing colors.
The pavement on my street is
blackened
The remnants of rain giving an oily sheen.
Walls darken -
My ~ Dream ~ Library
My personal library would be tucked away on the side of the house. It would take some effort to get there with many twists and turns. Up and down staircases past hallways and hidden doors and all of a sudden, you’d be there. -
My mother
(for Mom)
My mother works into the night
and rises with the sun.
Her keyboard is a ghost
that haunts the house
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Moonlit Avenue
On the moonlit avenue
half shadows and silhouettes
glide down shining pavement.
On the moonlit avenue
we glow like angels
our eyes glimmer like stars.
On the moonlit avenue -
These Nights
Still air. Cool breeze.
The constant cacophony of insects
setting the scene for these summer nights.
Nights to reflect on
youth. -
Softly Falling Rain
The rain falling softly calls me.
The rain falling softly draws me
in.
I like when the rain falls softly, quietly.
It suits my searching, silent
soul.
Loves
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Exhaustion High
Long, exhausted bars of light in my window
Chase away the late night that came before them,
And prime me for the next one. -
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