cemetery
at father's grave
an empty bench
gusty night
the sound of wind chimes
fills up the darkness
rainy day
seeing clouds drift
across the puddles
in the stillness
in the quiet
a lonely field
children off to college
a robins nest in the juniper
now empty
her beautiful dress unfolds
a red rose bud opens
in the side yard
cold morning
African violets bloom
in the warm window box
autumn soon ending
the weeds now withered
the trees now bare
bedroom window
seeing the pleiades
rise above the trees
end of autumn
seeing the squirrels carry leaves
back up the tree
autumn migration
the sound of geese
high overhead
suddenly
the dragon fly completely still
completely bronze
hanging in the shed
my childhood bugle
silent all these years
quiet night
the andromeda galaxy
now above our house
lonely white cat
out of the darkness
into the darkness
quiet house
i cannot find it
cricket with a loud voice
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