geese walking on ice
each careful, focused web-step…
echoes from my heart
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through our big window
dreams of loving peacefulness
opening it wide
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all of them, fallen
imaginary angels
prancing through my dreams
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underneath these ribs
missing the presence of you
my heart pumping tears
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the world ends somewhere
but not here nor today
kissing her again
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behind shrubbery
howling like a pack of wolves
neighbors and I, laughing
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this poem makes its stand
critiques my uncertainty,
and states, “I’m complete”
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ayaz daryl nielsen has been/is editor of the print poetry publication bear creek haiku for 35+ years and over 185 issues, the blog site is bear creek haiku poetry, poems and info.
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