The Time – small stone
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at 8:09
I notice that
11 minutes seems like
a great deal of
time.
multiplied
many times by
all these rushing people
and squared again by the
sick ones,
biding and
abiding.
Then,
slowed,
by the
lounging dogs.
Writer. Demand Poet.
—
at 8:09
I notice that
11 minutes seems like
a great deal of
time.
multiplied
many times by
all these rushing people
and squared again by the
sick ones,
biding and
abiding.
Then,
slowed,
by the
lounging dogs.
—
Branch
Cracked and broken
Lays in the crook
Of her sister’s arm,
Halfway between
Then and
Gone.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us.
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Dirty snow
Week old.
Every shade of
Gray.
You’ve let
Dogs and plows and
Schoolchildren
Have their way with you.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us.
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red sky morning
wraps the bare maple
limbs in
taffy and cinnamon.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us.