Tagged: searching

the first day of spring

the first day of spring
arrives, and winter has yet
to hand over the

keys – we spend the morning searching,
looking in all the wrong places
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over and over,

over and over,
behind the eight ball, searching –
one small step for man
.
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looking for something

looking for something
in the middle of spring and
unpacking is as

humdrum as finding something
when searching for something else
.
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between the hours of

between the hours of
almost and maybe is more
doubt, searching for sleep
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: searching

perhaps life and death

perhaps life and death
start with a cab ride, meter
running, waiting for

a destination – my hands are
deep in these pockets, searching
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from total solar

from total solar
eclipse to super blue blood
moon, you searched for me
.
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remember i told

remember i told
you there is only zen when
you stop searching – it’s

more like a leaning into the
wind to stay still, for a moment
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life sends bundled

life sends bundled
messages as a matter
of course –
a consummate
tease – as if to
say there is
nothing new here,
under neither sun
nor moon,
or is there?
catch!
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