little voice

Posted on March 22, 2008 by riverwriter

Somewhere a whisper
overlain by a bird chirp
or a stray breeze
a sneeze or giggle
or a listener distracted
by a passing truck
a stray thought even

but it remains on the wind
carried into the dreamscape
heard in the subconscious
caught by an open mind
brought to the surface
by a stronger voice
while someone listens

soon flowers are stopping tanks
politicians are pausing
commerce is halted
the sky is painted with longing

something has changed
because of a little voice
carried on the wind

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tree art

Posted on March 21, 2008 by riverwriter

On the surface
of bright snow
on a sun-clad day
trees etch
mobile blue
fantasy on the snow

playful
fleeting
traceries
as the breezes play
the tiniest twig
takes part
with loose free
entrancing laceries

here a fox scampers
on finest crystalline
there a flock of swallows
swoops and flees
long before swallows
would arrive
summer
in spring desperation

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incline

Posted on March 20, 2008 by riverwriter

rain on a roof
can do what it does
tap, pool, run down
a bit of sun
and it’s gone

snow on a roof
can do what it does
lie, drift, blow
a bit of sun
and it melts
refreezes, melts again
slides down
rips off eaves troughs
pummels down on heads
melts and it’s gone

so subtle
when it is
so difficult
when it’s not
so subtle

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