April 4, 2005

  • I. Window

    Slanted as handwriting

    the rain scribbled on my window

    a promise of warmer tomorrows.

     

    II. Birds

     

    III. Breeze

    Gentle wind still smarting

    from a cold winter’s slap

    eases up next to us,

    a comforting arm

    an old friend. 
    Smiling

    fields sprout children

    running, chasing balls

    and laughter.

     

    IV. Haze

    Longer into the hazy evening;

    we begin

    to dream of beaches.

     

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