California Notebooks, January 2014



I could never tire
of the ceaseless songs
birds deliver to my days

I could fall thinking heavy
scenarios that will not fit
the play is different today

it is me it is you and the
liveliness we are dipped in
you may be cold numb

is transitory this is all
ready to be set



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    • You are welcome. Glad to be a fan of yours. Happy this poem is powerful in the mornings, I’ve been a night owl and I’m discovering only recently the magic of mornings…


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