Alone…

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lets peace in the door

it weaves around chair legs

rises like incense smoke

softens sharp edges

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Alone

lets silence illumine each room

filtered from skylights

it glows iridescent in darkness

pulsing sparks of light

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Alone leaves no one for fixing

loose faucet, gas leak

broken step, poison ivy

the handyman moved away

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Alone is uncut lawn, untrimmed edges

a house that accuses

a yard that demands

an ant trail in the workroom

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Alone

despite it all, is a river

peacefully flowing

silently glowing, a breath

from once upon a time

Balance

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Red tail hawks live solo

Except during breeding season

In winter they perch on wires

Fluffed, hunched shoulders

Searching the snow crust

To capture a careless vole or mouse

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I live solo now

My breeding season long done

In winter I huddle in woolens

Cocooned with hunched shoulders

Searching for the words, pen in hand,

To seize a skittering thought

Let me hold the song…

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First the silence before sunrise

frost and breath clouds

dog bark and cat’s eyes

the new day inhales

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Notes of boiling kettle

hiss of swirling steam

spoon of metal

scrapes ceramic bowl

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Chant of a prayer

velvet solitude

curled in a chair

rain taps the glass

Solstice

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When the egg balances on its end

When the dark eats the light

When we retreat into our beds early

with hot water bottles at our feet,

it’s time for the dive into solitude,

the reflection on the year’s solutions,

the rhythm of the solstice

in the quiet cold dark.  Solemn,

we take out our needles, the raveled silk,

and stitch our souls back together.

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