Dawn, Dec. 17, 2008

Luminous
Droplets
Leave tress
And raiment
Wet with jewels

Tasting
Just one
Could cure my thirst
Forever

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Dawn, Dec. 16, 2008

Coiled together
Wrapped in the sheets
Of a secret cloud we have folded
And folded again
Still
She feels
She must
Rise
To make the day whole

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Dawn, Dec. 15, 2008

Ragged
Strips of muslin
Strewn to the doldrum sky
And rendered clean
In shining suds
Where night and morning lie
Now pinned and pinned and dripping
In more temperate clime
To dry

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Dawn, Dec. 14, 2008

A stretch
A yawn
Her spine
Unreeling
Into the bed of night
Tilts her face
To sky
And the glittered trail
Of three fallen stars
Now gone

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Dawn, Dec. 13, 2008

This day she
Shares
Her hued dome
With Artemis
Her twin for a day
An hour
An angle of moments
One grows
One wanes

Not to be seen like this
Until my love is again
My own

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Dawn, Dec. 12, 2008

Toiling through night
The faeries
Have dressed the proscenium
In crystalline white

Neither stage
Nor star
Could achieve such
Glistening splendor
Alone

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Dawn, Dec. 11, 2008

Could she
But spare me
One day

I would sink
Into self-warmed slumber

And dream her

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Dawn, Dec. 10, 2008

I am
The zoetrope’s
Edge

She
Its center
With all the world

Dancing
Between

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Dawn, Dec. 9, 2008

Silent

Though she knows all
She will not speak
The secrets of my heart

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Dawn, Dec. 8, 2008

Strewn in her path

The leaves of an autumn lust
Dead

Fresh
Petals of your answer do

And me

With a spare
Stem

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Dawn, Dec. 7, 2008

Toward morning
Now
I turn my face
And hope

That she carries
Her own light

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Dawn, Dec. 6, 2008

If it were warm
And you were here
We could generate a glow
That might be
Her rival

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Dawn, Dec. 5, 2008

With dogged certainty
I stand at slack attention
Awaiting
The return

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Dawn, Dec. 4, 2008

The failed glow
Of western sky
Is deepest when it’s gone

I choose her tones
In bright array
The rising light of dawn

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Dawn, Dec. 3, 2008

Each spindle of  day glow
A shiv
Stuck deep
Twixt rib and sternum

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Dawn, Dec. 2, 2008

This tension
Between arc and ray

Pendulum and
Spring

Is a promise at sunset
Unredeemed
With each new day

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Dawn, Dec. 1, 2008

I carry the watchman’s
Clock

In dreamy rounds
I grope from key to key

Each turn
A new record of the time I make
And she keeps

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Dawn, Nov 30, 2008

And so unfurls
With swing and sway
The man made shift
In year, month, day
Which does but mark
On sheaf or clay
These temporal cords
Which tend to fray

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Dawn, Nov. 29, 2008

Until today
My Heart was filled
But
Never full

Until today
The sun
On axis
Was a mobile

Until today
Life
In glittering
Humors
Was a mystery

Until today
I
Did not know heaven

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Dawn, Nov. 28, 2008

She greets me ever later
On days
So cold
They break

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Dawn, Nov. 27, 2008

I rise
In darkness
And draw from night
A waning
Breath
To lift the fog

The cool of my window’s
Frame
Antidote
To my interior furnace

A crucible unquenched
By molten soul
And daily pourings
In the shape of her hands

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Dawn, Nov. 26, 2008

I am a particle
Dust
Riding a solar wind
And as her cosmic fury
Sends me
Hurtling away
Through space
Her gravity
Draws
Me
In

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Dawn, Nov. 25, 2008

To raise the ragged
Edge of day
To peel away the gloom

To shatter hasp
Release the light
Which darkness has entombed

To shear the bolts
With cautious speed
For night shall end its reign

And she shall fill
The yawning holes
Of hearts which bear her stain

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Dawn, Nov. 24, 2008

She waits
In beauty
Like the night’s quiet

Her shadow
On me
The memory
Of a sweet dream

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Dawn, Nov. 23, 2008

Frail night

So easily banished

She comes to send you home

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Dawn, Nov. 22, 2008

We are the optimists
We two

I
Knowing that each day she might return

She
Knowing that I will stand watch for her

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Dawn, Nov. 21, 2008

Encircled
Ensconced
Entranced
Enticed
Encouraged
Enraptured
Enlightened

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Dawn, Nov. 20, 2008

No crossroads
No drumming fingers
On a worn map
No pencil from behind the ear
No scrawl
Of faded recollection

Just a simple
Well tended path
In morning light

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Dawn, Nov. 19, 2008

Stark in her nudity

Arms stretched to the limits of day
No leaf
No bud
No winged brooch
To adorn her
She is mine
For the asking

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Dawn, Nov. 18, 2008

It is better
To have loved
And in loving
Lost
And in loss
Discovered
A
Morning
Like
This

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