Tagged: pull

wednesday is often

wednesday is often
a mystery – we feel the
weekend coming, but

certainly not fast enough,
surely no strings we can pull
.
20230329:2228
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the cotton candy

the cotton candy
impermanence of cherry
blossoms in the snow –

spring pulling on winter’s wet
apron strings, waiting for a turn
.
20230314:2109
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back when colorful

back when colorful
purslane took root in the cracks
of our driveway, we

pull them up like weeds, not knowing
that the years would add value
.
20230109:2046
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we feel the rub of

we feel the rub of
fractious patterns and seek to make
the invisible

more visible, as if by
seeing, we could pull the thread
.
20221121:1855
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sunrise over green

between the end and

between the end and
the end of the end, there is
little more to say –

there are memories within
memories that pull us in and out
.
20210523:1350
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in the tapestry

in the tapestry
of spring, we are new weavers,
tempted to tuck and

pull on loose strands, hesitant
until we find our pattern
.
20210416:2020
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some lines tug at our

some lines tug at our
best memories into the
past, some lines pull us

into the future, others
yank us right into the present
.
20180430:2104
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the year of firsts will

the year of firsts will
pull no punches – a birthday
here, a holiday

there. we will discover micro-
tears
to help us adapt next year
.
20180401:2015
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day 8 sounds and looks

day 8 sounds and looks
a lot like day 7, aspires
to day 9, 19,

maybe even 90, feels
the gravity of day 1
.
20161116:0445
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