April 2019
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in the fall from grace
terminal velocity
out of a leaf's reach
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past her prime
she puts her golden heart
out to pasture
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the stillness . . .
when words for devastation
come to their end
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dawn — distinct
instinct — indistinct
dusk — extinct
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linen shroud . . .
snowed under with ranks
of body bags
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"Tom's a-cold"—
ashen snowflakes melt
on each tongue
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the winter tree—
a veteran climbs down
to see no more
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cold hard facts
yesterday's atrocities
today's warmth
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in hushed tones
a promise of colour
quickens the sky
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as if silence
could ever be enough
all night vigil
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crest-fallen sky
a finger-scrawl of clouds . . .
autumn ends
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summer burns out
having found no fulfilment
in such warmth
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nagging thirst
as if a cool spring
would burst forth