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sitting
hushed – heat isn’t the cause

willfully watchful of this silence
pregnant of barely perceptible sounds

the sky one solid color

velvety wings moving
producing no noise they found
no obstacle

not even the humming birds
make noise I rest at last

desire raises

not to move
ever abiding surveilling
the light severing the valleys

when it falls

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Poem from the newly released poetry book “California Notebooks” to get your own copy  click here

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