trajectory s

Night moves inside itself–
closes, hidden,
expanding, letting go–
suddenly singing

Closes, hidden,
opens again, opens
suddenly singing

Opens again, opens
an interstice–
trying to fly—

An interstice
spiraling out of its shell,
trying to fly
into the stars

Spiraling out of its shell,
 a nomad rising
into the stars,
painting the sky

a nomad, rising,
expanding, letting go–
painting the sky,
night moves inside itself

For Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.

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I haven’t written a pantoum in awhile.


the heat breaks

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sky clouds rain–
suddenly letting
go, transformed–
drunk vortex,
mélange of thunder swirling–
spilling wind water

A shadorma for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday words, kind and shift. says mélange is a synonym for kind.  I think it’s a bit of a stretch, but I love the sound of it.

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And the storm really did break those 100 degree days into a more seasonal 80.



abridged s

Can things become ghosts?
What crosses over
into immateriality?

The pressed flower between
the pages of a book–
can things become ghosts?

The rocks shaped by wind and rain–
the water reflecting the sun–
what crosses over?

the wings glimpsed through trees–
will we all traverse
into immateriality?

A cascade for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  It has an air of timelessness.

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