(personal photo)
within the city
a buffalo stands alone
where horses once roamed
(personal photo)
within the city
a buffalo stands alone
where horses once roamed
(personal photo)
day ends
arbutus reaches,
I clasp your hand
(personal photo)
in that moment,
lengthened beyond the spruce
poplar sunbeams
ricochet toward my heart
and I fall in love with you
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shrubs in a snowdrift
stretch spindle arms up and out
an open embrace
ready to catch you tumble
at the end of a busy day
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each new day
begins with light in the east
to color our day,
this morning a rainbow greeted me
when I looked in your direction
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water flows smooth
beneath an ivory bridge
toward foreign shores
I strive to make it across
in a single leap to you
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the hometown team
returns to a media blizzard
an icy reception
but underneath it all
little hands clamor for attention
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November snow
chills the air, freezes trees
right outside our door
inside we light a fire
Birchwood keeps us warm
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if you could tell me
one truth, what would it be,
beneath the red lights
and giant letters along the street;
what fact would emerge
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when I look up
the world rises with me
we soar skyward
my hands reach out
to clasp a comet tail