The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for August 2011

two fragments


early morning thunder
(always in the distance)
racing the dawn
and the warming
the trees and
waking up the day

the purple finches
flushed into
the trees
squirrel nests and
above the piney
piles of the


he walks away
no image to live
up to no past
to lose

moving in
his own time
     [no one

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