Dawn, Nov 17, 2008

As harvest
Drives the reaper

So day
Cuts long the edge

Of night which
Ever deeper is

Longing for
An end

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Dawn, Nov 16, 2008

Brush back the
Errant hair of night

Pull taut
The rigging sheets

Assuage the darkness
From the decks

Make fast each hatch
And cleat

Prepare this day
To tack the breeze and

Turn her face to east
Give praise to heliotic wind

The author of this
Feast

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Dawn, Nov 15, 2008

Cold
In blue array
She wakes

Pads
Across my floor
And takes

My head
In hand to soothe
The ache

Of heart
Which at each dawning
Breaks

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Dawn, Nov 14, 2008

A song
The morning light
With voiceless silence
Singing
Casts about
The colored tones
Of a birth
A passing
A life
Resounding

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Dawn, Nov 13, 2008

Golden eye
Blink away the shifting
Sands of night

Open to the
Bedroom shaped by
Your own light

Your drowsy lover
Has missed your rising
Dreamed your absence

Warming
Hand
And
Heart

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Dawn, Nov 12, 2008

In a moment
The course of countless nights
Will be revealed
In vivid
Strokes

In a moment
She’ll take my hand
A sultry morning dance
Her countenance
My face

In a moment
Her angled ray
Will enter at my heart
And leave
No exit wound

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Dawn, Nov 11, 2008

Crystalline
Sparks

Setting fire to all
Within reach
And me

SFE Nov 2008