Catherine
shadowlands and hinter thoughts poetry, in chilly moss-touched slumber like long wet grass unmowable on cold June morns air and time they say prods me towards another day time too has its bluster, wind-like rustle... More »
Catherine
pale heart the feel of paper fluttering the leaves of my insecurities shiver and settle with the gentle strength of September air and comfort invisible or opaque? liquid? light or viscous? waving in the light,... More »
Catherine
a song and a flavor I felt it where the cool sands shift a blue terry towel as big as my bed inviting me to lay down gently within tranquil turquoise ease settle in, settle... More »
Catherine
I revel in the bluster when the wind outside makes a fierce ocean of the air invisible, except for the flotsam of street debris and leaves and I lay in half sleep while the gusts... More »
Catherine
the library hush and well made chairs I sink into my corner nook boots kicked off shoulders ease deeply into the sleepy comfort of an academic hibernative state clandestine coffee by my side highlighter of... More »
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June 2009 
