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The ripened August moon is fading.
Her fecund bloom all blowsy, overblown.
Her best has passed, her glory trailing,
Her day is done.
And in the dusty air
The smell of still distant sea mists
And summers ending.

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dappling
stippling
rippling

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suddenly awareness manifests
it is not within
nor without
and it is both
and it is neither
and there are no boundaries
and beyond this horizon
there is no horizon

the veil falls whisperingly
like mist
like smoke

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At dusk his tabby tail is like a snake of scorched earth.

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amber evening

melting like honey

sweet lemon heat

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peek a boo
i see you

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in the fabric of this dress

is the echo of another dress

and a little girl

in pale blue poplin

sprigged with rosebuds

today is my grandmothers birthday

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letting the breathe guide the pencil

thank you Wendy

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zazen with a mosquito
we share the shrine
I am the offering

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whelky august

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light breaks shadow

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and if sometimes
you are deeper
and darker
around the edges
as your small sweet life grows older
that precious
immovable
unchanging heart
blooms bright
and eternally
full of light

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the yellow of watering cans
and sou westers
and beach chairs
and a dressing gown
and of sun
and fun
and egg yolks
and madness

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the raj quartet

and the mysteriously pleasurable sensation
of a shuttered room
and a fan

for Paul Scott with thanks

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here
where the air loves the green
and the sea kisses the earth
this precious gift rests

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we talk of sitting
of our Lama
of refuge and retreat
we weave that special stuff
of heart and faith and metta

 

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flushed and luscious flesh
cool sweetness drenching quenching
watermelon days

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Delphiniums sweep into the room
Carried on a breeze
Of fresh white muslin

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what seems real is all illusion, a trick of the light and the dark...

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dream catcher

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Kitten Incursion.

Looking up, I see the cat stalking the hallway, his tail fat and low with disapproval , his grumpy old man ears snapping with disgust.  

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Yellow oily sky
Slick with heat
Pressing down like iron
Upon a cowering silent sea
The breathless moment suspended

Before the tearing and the ripping
The beating and the breaking
The jagged light
The bellowing wind
And the ominous taste of metal in the air

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we lay on the white sheet
in the shutter shadowed room


side by side
like two beached fish
browned on a very hot grill
too hot  too tired
to kill that one fly
you know

that one fly

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beachy head

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the kiss of cool tiles

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momoware

caressing the soft downy skin
inhaling the mouthwatering perfume
the erotic promise of teeth nipping sweet flesh
and warm juices
that clothe the tongue
and close the eyes
and steal the breath

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the mother is texting
the father is texting
the child plays silently in the sand

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Under the fecund green canopy bearing ripening fruit,
the sudden dry whisper of a withered and falling leaf
acknowledges that death, like life, is always present.

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on this dog day afternoon
a sliver of moon
hangs suspended in the blue
the bottomless depth of burning sky
while a tiny shiny jet
goes winking and sparkling by

*august moon is a creative project I've challenged myself to maintain for this month.