Selection of Poems
The Stranger
The Circle
Zero
The Butterfly
Salt Dog
The Old Bees
Empty Page
Chamomile
The Fall
Swim
Soil
Autumn Winds
Insomnia haiku
Beauty Broke
Poem To Ease
Two Candles
Swollen River
Innocence
Night Shower
Whole
Nature
Point of Blue
Gone
Emptying
Turning Point
Mary
In Caves
Morning Snow
Poet
The Path
The Virgin of the Abused
Snake Medicine
Intact
Black Tree
Disappearing Trace
Fine Spider Web
Gone
Here, dust covers us,
We are nearly spent.
Our hands drop down
Together to let it go.You walk close by.
Soon you will be gone
And dust will settle
On me as I walk.
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