miken newman

wind moans softly

ripples the wheat field ~
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My untied shoe-lace

following reluctantly-
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Black shawled women

votive candles spluttering ~
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Mountains hanging there


holding their knowledge aloof-
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Boat prows bobbing rhythm


fisherman meshing a net-
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Hazed mist of morning


kingfisher iridescent-
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Freight train clattered by


over a tree lined viaduct-
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In early dawn-time

steamy breath on the window -
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Stately red crowned cranes


prancing in the snowy field-
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autumn of my life

now leaves memories of leaves
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Split grain sack leaking

chattering sparrows feeding ~
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A still night waiting


rain patters on the window-
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Stars hang like lanterns


hissing waves shift smooth pebbles-
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A bittern boomed

the vast marsh swallowed it-
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White mist drapes the col


bitter cold nags at my face-
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Old widow in black

shuffles through the confetti ~
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Ite, Missa est -

go, the Mass is finished:
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Plumed egrets shuffling


dripping white laced reflections-
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On white washed cobble


a cricket creeping along-
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Shimmering desert

one lone tree casts its shadow -
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