the sounds of horns and sirens

drowned out by rain beating on the window in my room

as gray light shoves through the darkness

i watch determined drops race down each pane

such ambition has always eluded me

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Dormant Fields

March 5, 2018

my young daughter laughs

as we race through dormant fields

spring is drawing near

A Smooth Ride

January 28, 2018

the road to nowhere

is repaved very often

we love a smooth ride

Untitled (A Fluid Sun)

January 19, 2018

new light

warms the frosted

window pane

a fluid sun

drips onto

the slowly rotting sill

Indoor Recess

January 11, 2018

playground blacktop

painted white by fresh snow

daydreaming schoolchildren

and fogged up windows

Peekaboo

January 10, 2018

Winter peekaboos

through the crack under my door

Spring sits back and laughs

Rawboned Branches

January 4, 2018

long rawboned branches

stretch far through a freezing fog

to scratch the sky’s back