Sat, Mar 24th - 9:25PM
I've had better days than this . . .
Snow falling
sneaking into the window sill
white frozen forms
piled high
Cold angels
perfect, so still
so silent.
I've had better days than this . . .
Trains speeding by
screaming into the station
powerful, noisy
or faraway whistling
and hooting
opening the morning
or closing the night air
Dark but then
not lonely.
I've had better days than this . . .
Kids' energy
Always playing
Even at fighting
All was play
Serious stuff though
their hearts forming
Kids' play always
makes a better day.
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Sat, Mar 24th - 9:19PM
TRAINS
Stop that whistle!
Full of message
My heart can't control
the past, the aching
good feelings
in your blast.
So far away
Vibrating
Opening and
releasing
the good, the old,
the times
the train roared into
my life
with either greetings or goodbyes.
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Tue, Mar 20th - 10:10AM
The daffodils leaned over
Nodding, transparent, yellow
Bundles of light
Greeted the cars
Speeding on by
Past bushes and branches
"There's news!" they cried
"What news? War?"
"Oh No!" the yellow shouted
"We're back!"
"Spring's begun!"
"War or No!"
(Written 3/2003 before the start of war)
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Wed, Mar 7th - 4:18PM
There are still places on earth
where
You can hear geese honk
See turtles sunbathe
Hear birds’ chorus
There are places on earth
Still quiet
Still colorful
Still safe
To relax
To enjoy
To sit
Undisturbed
By cars
By noise
By hurry
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