poems

Monday, April 30, 2007



As i run in the
the fractured sunset
light of springs fading
warmth
i take notice of
my shadow running
with me and its a
reflection of me
any time in the past
just running playing
enjoying the
way the light bends
and weaves and
my shadow shatters it.
And the full moon
winks from behind
a tree knowingly.

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