Monday, August 31, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 31

The hazy dream
of sky, hang-down

moisture in the hills,
the last green

scream of August.



Friday, August 28, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 28

Grey scoop
of wind.
August

bending
towards

autumn.


Thursday, August 27, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 27

Weight
of the rain
bending

the wisdom
of trees.


Wednesday, August 26, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 26
Wet road, and steam
rising like a dream.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 25
Sound of rain,
heart beat.

Monday, August 24, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 24

Green shine
of rain
in the woods,

hope of
sky above.


Friday, August 21, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 21

Imagination
makes patterns of pieces,

something larger
than these few shards.


Thursday, August 20, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 20

We cannot see
that which we

cannot understand.
Understand?


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 19

The road
runs into the woods

and we
cannot follow.


Tuesday, August 18, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 18

All the miles
and the dullness

of each day's
little surprise.


Monday, August 17, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 17

If not
water,
what?

Rock, and
the idea
of rock.


Friday, August 14, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 14

Morning sky.
We notch

another day.


Thursday, August 13, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 13

All the rain,
all the futility

of words.


Wednesday, August 12, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 12
Water through the marsh
slow as a sermon.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 11

Blue blush
of the river

through the green
low ground.


Monday, August 10, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 10

A dragging sky and rain
blistering the road

all the way home.


Friday, August 07, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 7

A real poem
requires more
day than I
have today.

All I get
is the shape
of it.



Thursday, August 06, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 6
There are
five words

that will
do. There

are fifty,
hundreds,

thousands,
a million

words, and
still I'm

looking for
this one.

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 5
It is
as if

I must
translate

myself.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 4
Scratch marks
on paper -

is this
all you can

make of life,
scratch marks?

Monday, August 03, 2009

LINES FOR AUGUST 3
Some days
only stones

understand.
Some days

that's enough.

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