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early mornings awakenings
one step after another
a habits that sets
me on the way
who do I meet
on my path
if not wounded
travelers
a shy roadrunner
without a claw
a shiny large crow
with a broken wing
and then there’s me
mending my dreams
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Poem from the newly released poetry book “California Notebooks” to get your own copy click here
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annamosca 
Hey! You ever thought of getting together on a Skype? I like your poetry and your look – we can have a time alone and discuss the politics of he American left, if you like? I’m enthralled. Here is my skype address – bruce.saunders49
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Beautiful!
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Thank you for your feedback Aphrodite! 🙂
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splendid – so true. very beautiful poem, Anna!
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Ciao Beth, thank you, I’ve a special love for this poem and the itinerary of a sleepy head such as mine in the early AM? It’s in the book you got for your mom, hope it touches her as well :-*
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