A poem of the shore in Autumn
only a season
Mid –life autumn, unlearned lessons-
Sans rains, ugly feet trampling fallen d...
A nursery rhyme.
So, I give my all, and don’t protest;
it’s in service I have happiness.
A poem of the shore.
A poem in Portuguese and English, part of the Novel Shoal Hope.
A Gift remembered….
Bargains with power, written in oil.
Another Provincetown Poem
A poem of the price of yearning.
A Spring tide exposes much at low tide, before hiding it all again.
Another poem of the shore.
Dateline Narragansett Pier: new poem
Equinox past, the heat still here…
As in "This Must be Cuba" a poem about renewal.
A poem of the Sea and the Shore
Painting in words.
A mediation on a lost friend.
A poem of the shore in autumn.
Our perception of water
A poem of the shore at the end of the season
A poem on surface
A poem calved off another…
There are times when, one after the other, old people die as if getting on a ...
Breath, writing, poetry
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