Fri, 31 Dec 2004
Clara
Loud and joyful songs,
rambunctious in their glee--
an audible smile.
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Thu, 30 Dec 2004
Entering the Silence
All fifty of us
line up for cake, silently
and reverently.
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Dirt Caked On
Days of dirt caked on,
my forehead yearns to be rinsed
most at the hairline.
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Wed, 29 Dec 2004
Shoulder to Shoulder
Shoulder to shoulder
we three stand, gasping in awe
at a plane's small light.
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Plane in the Cloudy Night Sky
The plane's light appears,
grows dim, disappears, shining through
the clouds' varied depths.
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Handful of Snow Powder
Handful of snow powder,
when thrown, scatters in the air
and floats to the ground.
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Tue, 28 Dec 2004
Snowblower
Snowblower's exhaust--
in curve-varied densities,
snow wafts through the air.
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Mon, 27 Dec 2004
Dry Lips
Dry cracked painful lips
sprinkled with touch of water--
a moment's relief.
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Sun, 26 Dec 2004
Christmas II
Through Christmas revels,
quieter than usual,
I pass unnoticed.
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Winter Run
Tip of my penis
is numbly cold, right after
my winter run.
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Sat, 25 Dec 2004
Christmas
Can it be Christmas
without snow or Lydia
or grandmother's house?
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Aging
A boy I grew with
has recently turned into
his old tired father.
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Fri, 24 Dec 2004
Morning Light
The soft morning light
makes the street luminescent
yellow light and cars.
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Thu, 23 Dec 2004
Flirting
When I talk to her,
her smile opens up; alone,
her sad-eyed face falls.
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Wed, 22 Dec 2004
Basketball
The clean gentle pain
from running fast up and down
the basketball court.
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Tue, 21 Dec 2004
Shout
I summon power
with a shout, and outrun him
despite his head start.
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Mon, 20 Dec 2004
Snowflakes
The snowflakes hurtle
through my headlights, glittering,
flitting in the wind.
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Sun, 19 Dec 2004
Mayonnaise
A nipple-like shape
left in the mayonnaise by
the squirting machine.
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Sat, 18 Dec 2004
Introspection
The frenetic kids
fight to stay busy so as
not to look inside.
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Fri, 17 Dec 2004
Santa
When Santa arrives,
some kids are disinterested,
some are petrified.
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Thu, 16 Dec 2004
Haiku IV
Each day that I miss,
a million small suchnesses
are lost forever.
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Caffeine
The background buzzing
from the caffeine and also
glee from its up.
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Mon, 13 Dec 2004
Snow Dusted Trees
Snow dusting on trees,
intricate branches black with
white settled on each.
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One Step
Oh, wise and gentle
and playful and unneeding,
all one step towards God.
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Sun, 12 Dec 2004
Wild Cat
The cat rolls around,
accepts your scratches, although
sometimes he will bite.
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Sat, 11 Dec 2004
Winter Driving
Snow drifts everywhere.
From the danger of the road,
feral awakeness.
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Thu, 09 Dec 2004
Bike Lock
Stranded locked bike lock.
How did its bike get away?
Or was it locked so?
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Morning Shit
A good morning shit--
the emptiness and relief
stay a few minutes.
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Wed, 08 Dec 2004
Math
So ends my math class,
and the sense that the math world
needs me uniquely.
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Tue, 07 Dec 2004
Cold
The crisp winter cold
seeks out the holes in my clothes
and causes shivers.
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Mon, 06 Dec 2004
Dusk
Sunset is over.
Before dark, the sky is filled
with eerie blue glow.
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Sun, 05 Dec 2004
City Dweller
The tired, neutral stare
of a city dweller hides
joy, pain, anger, loss.
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Laughing
Laughing loud and long
at dumb movies, my own thoughts,
and things people say.
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Brunch with Marty, Cetta and Brook
Burgers, good ketchup,
salted spinach, tater tots,
matching silverware.
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Sat, 04 Dec 2004
Haiku III
Longer poetry
suits me worse than the compact,
to the point haiku.
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Suburban Mall at Night
The suburban mall
has skies pocked with stars unseen
above the city lights.
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Fri, 03 Dec 2004
Leaves
Large piles of bold leaves
today--they fell together
in yesterday's wind.
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Thu, 02 Dec 2004
Old Chair
An old worn blue chair:
white rips in its seat look like
seagulls in the sky.
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Wed, 01 Dec 2004
Traffic
Man in traffic honks
at the car blocking his way.
Its driver--not there.
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Moon in the Fog
The moon in the fog,
hard to see, its form scattered,
a smudge in the sky.
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Programming
It's beautiful out,
and I spend the afternoon
darkly programming.
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