April 27, 2019
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next to this dream
sometimes you come to me
like a strange light in a crystalline dream
and your smile is as soft as the flame
of a red candle. such thoughts can comfort
me through quiet and long, lonely nights.a thought of you is like a swallow's wing-tip
touching the water, a whiff of gentle breeze
leaving no shadow to be caught, no light
to be traced; a falling star.on white sails, tranquil with warm dreams,
i fly out on a river, across the hills
through blue clouds and the depths of night
and i lose myself, thinking the amber stars are your eyes...next to this dream, i want no other world.
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see-thru double play
dressed for radio fade
when the aurora borealis
is domiciled and everyone
had to go somewhere: somehow
thunder and lightning strikes
twice at the same spot...at the same
time, a glider chair creaks and rubber
hits the road, sneakers shuffle off and
in a nightly setting, militarily:
Parade Rest….. attention! Cicadas!
humming*, *they are humming: HOLDsum Bread
Jingles: thin sliced and crusty, fade outs
signal Black Label whistle breaks
TastyTongue Jellies top light bred
loafing> Short stops ! out fielders
swat flies, (too late) the ball dropped!
at home plate: here
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