Love is a flower. /
Often too short a time /
but always a wonder.
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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Highs and lows will come. /
Always here and just passing. /
Murmuring promises.
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use blinking blinkers /
you fool in front of me, or /
Spring will end too soon.
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Clouds play overhead: /
Black and white keys against blue. /
Tunes of life’s embrace.