Tag Archives: don baird

A Short Journey – Svetlana Marisova

red tricycle — the loneliness of autumn’s end the lyrics of a bamboo flute . . . one last poem Advertisements

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meandering

meandering along the ice cracks . . . a midnight moon (Heron’s Nest, June 2011)

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rolling …

rolling in a trash bag, a cat’s tail counts the turns

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gangsta rap

gangsta rap — an autumn wind rocks the hammock

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stretching

stretching . . . across the skyline a demure hoot

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frisbee

chasing frisbees . . . the humidity of his breath

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spring

early spring; the rainbow pours through morning

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