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grey skies touch grey waters |
pelicans beat wings and rise |
gliding echelon8:51 AM Jul 8thfrom Syrinx
brown grass and slack air |
taste of dust and dark berries |
gentle shade, fierce sun8:49 AM Jun 28thfrom Syrinx
smell of concrete dust |
sun weathered face with hard hat |
and flag. all clear, go11:51 AM Jun 22ndfrom Syrinx
the last moon of spring |
sits round on the fat warm hills |
grass smell in still air9:39 AM Jun 8thfrom Syrinx
grey telephone poles |
staggering like drunken masts |
sail the street away4:38 PM May 31stfrom web
the marine layer |
drips from a single redwood |
green circle in brown4:06 PM May 28thfrom Syrinx
no cat feet for this |
fog, just a hammering west |
wind, swaying the trees9:05 AM May 25thfrom Syrinx
driving the ice nails |
of pain, simple tasks focus |
the emptying mind11:42 AM May 18thfrom Syrinx
great green breath of spring |
bursts from the branches hiding |
winter's withered arms8:32 AM May 14thfrom Syrinx
man-high mustard stalks |
small yellow flowers explode |
spring wind fireworks11:47 AM Apr 28thfrom Syrinx
the imprisoned arm |
tells secret tales of repair |
in the restless night8:17 AM Apr 27thfrom Syrinx
sleeping on the knife |
incision indecision |
no answers at dawn8:25 AM Apr 18thfrom Syrinx
pain contracts the world |
into tiny broken bits |
of expanding time1:12 PM Apr 9thfrom web
imbalance instant |
the mistress of speed extracts |
a payment in bone10:08 PM Apr 5thfrom Syrinx
the bridge disappears |
into the fog. cars splashing |
down into the bay12:43 PM Mar 18thfrom Syrinx
the green illusion |
draws a deep breath, yet the cold |
days still linger on10:36 AM Mar 17thfrom Syrinx
white crane on green grass |
dark clouds roil the valley sky |
sun breaks horizon10:00 AM Mar 16thfrom Syrinx
in the dream of days |
shadows grind the random sun |
while the fat moon sleeps8:27 PM Mar 9thfrom Syrinx
on the midnight watch |
dolphins glow in the bow wave |
moonlight on taut sails9:59 PM Mar 6thfrom Syrinx
waking to the rain |
heavy drops syncopate the |
gurgling of gutters7:15 AM Mar 4thfrom Syrinx