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My Father’s Day Socks
I was rummaging in my left top drawer, Where I keep everyday footwear. And there they were — My Fathers Day Socks. . This occasion was comfortable and warm, As was my first encounter With these most cherished possessions (It must have been 15… Continue Reading “My Father’s Day Socks”
EXPANDING WAVES
By: dc hILL (November 13, 1993) Your soul, full of potential, Enters the pool of life. ~ The beginning is but a dot That rises above the infinite surface. ~ Your circle wave seeks a quest In its expansion to the edge. ~… Continue Reading “EXPANDING WAVES”
THE MIST TRILOGY
June 1, 1992 By: dc hILL DAY I. A VISUAL BLANKET MIST Two stars still shine In the predawn blue and gray. To the east, beyond the ridge, Warmer colors will have their say. The valley below lays in slumber, Blanketed by a… Continue Reading “THE MIST TRILOGY”
THE INVITATION
By: dc HILL (July 8, 1992) I see them flying low, Canada geese just above the treetops, Banking so their glide path descent lines up For a smooth landing on Forty Acre Swamp. Why do they fly in loose array? The center birds… Continue Reading “THE INVITATION”
TWO PLACES NEAR A CHERRY GROVE
A tired, elegant home stands at the corner. I’ve paused there many times To see life and love flower Next to a maturing cherry grove. That house and its foundation have stood well. Now, the cherry grove is gone. Uprooted and displaced. Young cherry… Continue Reading “TWO PLACES NEAR A CHERRY GROVE”
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