Bowing

 -------Bowing-------

Garlic scapes 

like a group 

of swans 

Curl 

their necks 

in the garden 

Heads white, 

beaked 

and bowing 

As if 

to the miracle 

that makes us different 

And

so very much 

the same.

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Morning Dew

 -------Morning Dew-------

Heavy as 

the air 

comes down

A starless 

night 

in summer

You lay awake,

I cannot sleep,

we wait to feel that whisper,

That breath 

that brings

the morning dew

Breathes soft and cool

upon us 

too.

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Truce

-------Truce-------

A day long battle 

with a tree stump

Uprooted 

and exhausted

We both 

together sat

Neither defeated

neither triumphant

But for a 

moment

Through breath 

and blood exchanged

We were one.

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Silhouette

 -------Silhouette-------

The clouds 

move

and our shadows reappear

Backlit,

silhouette

The mountains,

trees 

and I

Embraced

by the light of the sun.

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Sunflower

-------Sunflower-------

When resentment threatens

like storm clouds 

to the west

I turn to face

and take shelter in the light

Choosing grace

over 

agitation

As the thunder 

and angst pass through.

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Loading Brush

 -------Loading Brush-------

Like the branches 

of a plum tree

Cut and dragged

Are held 

together 

by their thorns

Some parts 

of me

I wished were different

I am growing 

to see

help keep me whole.

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Home in the Roses

 -------Home in the Roses-------

In the air

the soul food 

smell

Of locust 

bloom

and roses

Satiates 

some deep

down hunger

I have

for being

home.

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Red Sun

 -------Red Sun-------

A red sunrise

with fires

to the north

Far away

but too so near

As if 

to affirm

some deep connection

Transcending 

walls and borders.

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Past and Making

 -------Past and Making-------

Winter rye

in early summer

Green and soft

and still yet golden

Like the memory

Past

and making

Walking barefoot

in a field.

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