bonfire
in its midst
a shape of
something
both black
and white
the snow
in the dark
a breeze
a breath
a breadth
dreaming
of a beach
briefly
before sunrise
silence
bright sun
city shadows
almost dark
brightest of all
on a forest floor
a beer can
budding flower
without a thought
sweet fragrance
burning leaves
smell of autumn
on my clothes
bus stop
rainstorm
arrives first
a butterfly
a blossom
almost one
by the fire
under the stars
fiery sunrise
a canvas of time
brush strokes
sunrise bit by bit
change of season
never the same
and yet again
children’s
voices
playing on
the grass
tree shadows
city fog
no more
skyscrapers
city into sky
starry night
without end
city park
a lamp post
among trees
city park
my ringtone
a bird
answers
city stars
below more
than above
clear water
all the junk
I can see
cliff edge
beyond the sea
falling stars
cold autumn
the leaves
trembling
in the wind
the color of fire
in the dark
of night
embers in the storm
fireflies
colors into
shapes into
shadows is
darkness
cooling
in the heat
birdsong
coolness
in the air
nothing else
across the dark
meadow
countless
stars and
one lamp
dimming
them all
country road
a dog growls
when I stare
crescent moon
wondering about
the rest of it
crickets
fall silent
the night
remains
crossroads
everywhere
evening
one way
sunset
a crow
in the sky
trapped
in a poem
crusted snow
the crow
the tree
one shadow
dancing
to a tune
I cannot
hear still
the snow
dark again
over trees
a nightfall
dark night
deep inside
emptiness
dark skyline
dark clouds
sunset in-between
darkness
between
the stars
night sky
dawn and dusk
late spring
early fall
nearly the same
yet not quite
daybreak
amidst
the echoes
stillness
daylight and dew
luminous within
the spider’s web
deep breath
trying to inhale
the forest
deep down
for the day
dawn stars
deep winter
frozen still
the sounds
descending
shade by shade
winter sunset
a desert
above my head
starry skies
different
yet not
so much
twilight
and rain
disentangling
from the night
the raven
distance
specters
dim in
the rain
distant
smoke
its scent
much
closer
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