Cherry

Talk To Me

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Sunny Day

I see you everyday...

These Were the Things...

...that shaped my life.

Haiku 2 (15)

She smiles, almost tears in her eyes, Delicate and bleary 15 and tonight not asked for id.

Golden

last night
Cherry

Both of us in baseball caps

an attorney dressed as Elvis.

CATCHING THE FIRE poem

The land dips then bounds across my view like an éclair, with shades of icing.

BELOW OUR FOKKER 100 poem

A thimble of activity in our worldly adventures. Life is much more than a stack of greenbacks

VIEW FROM THE TOP poem

From this observer’s crows nest all is calm on McNabb Island, its only outpost a lighthouse beam smiling at me, this neck of land guarding harbour’s open mouth.
Cherry

The city is different now

my legs are like newlyweds asleep in bed breathing in synchronicity

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