in the window mirror
she passes to work…
her bump rounder
Poem 6077
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Poem 6075
our pet’s grave, lives!
show us climbing rose
all your blossoms out of it
Poem 6074
sunset lake
in the mirrored canoe
me… becalmed
Poem 6073
Laurel has moved in!
lets me think now of nights, baths
and of new wet prints
Poem 6070
in face cream
the hardening lines
on my mirror
Poem 6072
sunflowers nod…
a sea breeze
slams the garden gate
Poem 6069
Broken mirror
the boy’s horror
in his shattered face.
Poem 6067
Rear-view mirror
headlights…
the sensing it before the crash.
Poem 6068
an owl hoots…
the stream
carries its murmur
Poem 6066
nursing home
our mother’s bruise
pink with rouge