Strawberry moon ripens, /
descending the night sky /
into fields of dreams.
Strawberry moon ripens, /
descending the night sky /
into fields of dreams.
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Love is not defined /
except by the open heart /
and pain at parting.
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The straggler grieves /
for the love he left behind /
fading into daylight.
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Doppler whines and groans: /
Asphalt, tires, steel, and luck. /
Roadside trees wave bye.
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Car horns blare forth /
the frustration wound within. /
Sound steadies nothing.
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Thunder bangs the glass, /
a beggar at my window /
demanding tribute.
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Thursday is forever /
banging his thunder hammer, /
chasing Friday’s love.
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Full moon, sullen sky /
shrouding the predawn light: /
obscured and then freed.
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Slate gray morning sky. /
Sun red-chalks the horizon. /
The lessons begin.
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