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Friday, December 27, 2013

new poem - Christmas 2013

--for Victoria
For our first Christmas together, we exchanged ornaments.

Winter windshield reflections
distort the present,
tell possible futures.
I stop snow
shoveling, ignoring cold
body parts to

They are noise
without order, yet
seductive enough to
distract.  The snow
erases my work;
leaves me all

From behind me
she calls, "Early
thaw this year?"
Reflections are gone,
sun set, and
shovel empty.  I'm

Brown eyed beauty
wraps arms around
mine, pulls me
from winter work,
and we dig,
planting the world
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