#1
turning prayer wheels
on the last day
of the year
a child's song
echoes from the mountains
#2
the scientist sighs
at the sight of lifeless
lab animals--
which race can embrace
the gift of the Fuhrer?
#3
within the folds
of a paper rose
i keep tracing
the bends and alleys
of our talk
#4
can death
add one star
to the night -
mom's wooden owl
stares blankly
#5
throwing pebbles
into the pond--
ripples grow
within waning ripples
of memory
#6
i may hold
one full moon
between my fingers
but not the dreams
that slip beyond my view
#7
a mild rain
as night ends
your words
plopping into the muteness
of leaves
#8
you may burn
a hundred memories
i remain embalmed
in your self-seeking love
a helpless duck in an oil slick
#9
the more
we drift apart
i feel the sea wind
gathering
the rustiness of memories
#10
'sorry
for coming late'
echoes
a mockingbird
exploring the broken nest
#11
your nearness
as with a spring blaze
makes me dizzy--
even with a heat-suit
i fear the lava
#12
sea
without a wave
floats the moon--
towed to my dream
I've been sailing for ages
turning prayer wheels
on the last day
of the year
a child's song
echoes from the mountains
#2
the scientist sighs
at the sight of lifeless
lab animals--
which race can embrace
the gift of the Fuhrer?
#3
within the folds
of a paper rose
i keep tracing
the bends and alleys
of our talk
#4
can death
add one star
to the night -
mom's wooden owl
stares blankly
#5
throwing pebbles
into the pond--
ripples grow
within waning ripples
of memory
#6
i may hold
one full moon
between my fingers
but not the dreams
that slip beyond my view
#7
a mild rain
as night ends
your words
plopping into the muteness
of leaves
#8
you may burn
a hundred memories
i remain embalmed
in your self-seeking love
a helpless duck in an oil slick
#9
the more
we drift apart
i feel the sea wind
gathering
the rustiness of memories
#10
'sorry
for coming late'
echoes
a mockingbird
exploring the broken nest
#11
your nearness
as with a spring blaze
makes me dizzy--
even with a heat-suit
i fear the lava
#12
sea
without a wave
floats the moon--
towed to my dream
I've been sailing for ages
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