too late for fireflies-
on a dark country lane
the walking is slow
the crest of each wave-
a bright shimmer
before the crash
rising tide-
the sea spray swallowed
by fog
rotted tree stump-
assorted weeds
deeply rooted
Taj Mahal Review, June 2009
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COLD WEATHER THERAPY lazy afternoon Ol’ Blue Eyes warms a memory– the promise of spring in his song reaching my ears his mellow tones ...
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