The coiled rind of an orange,
in a glass of chilled amber.
A child alone and fetal.
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The Age of Reason
A thousand pale flowers
caught in a gust from the east
beneath a cloudless sky
Unsettled
Distant cars passing
their stories told in the wind
the dogs give chase in dreams.
Resistance
Probability
speculative existence
forces always pushing
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Indecisive flowers
Trees raging against the sky.
The earth is fruitful.
Wind
A field of flowers
One stands taller than the rest
The wind blows them all.
Rain, Always
Water splashes, cold
Sharp sounds in the dark of night
Hollow chimes interrupted