Abridged

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time crosses slowly
December’s snowy bridge
sojourn to the far side of remembering

Remembered

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forget me not
the gentlest reminder of
the enormity of tiny pleasures

Gleaming

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traverse the inevitable darkness
in honor of the gleaming
of the morning sun

Recollection

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A memory floated by
on the afternoon’s breeze –
of sweet long ago days
and basking in your spirit.

Spirit in Clouds


During dark days
if I remember to look up
I can see your magnificence
shining on me.

Floating

When smoke has choked the blue from your sky
and grey seems the color of eternity, hang on to hope
for it can keep you afloat and mend your tattered faith.

Marje

Though she is gone, Marje’s morning glories
spend every summer with me through the miracle of seeds.
And as we did, when they come, I will count the blooms.