August 2016

And such rain…

Paths turn into streams.
Barbecues become bird baths.
All, deliquescing…

(26/08/16)

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Well, the rain is back…

Adherent to rain,
trees dissolve into fluid.
The day liquefies.

(19/08/16)

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Three funerals in one day here…

Feeling most alone
after the bells stop tolling.
And no bird yet sings.

(12/08/16)

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A whole family of jays hog the bird feeders, just as dawn is breaking…

A jay’s jagged cry
rips through the dawn’s grey silence.
The day bleeds crimson.

(05/08/16)

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