Thursday, June 26, 2008

Change

Change

The dazzling yellow
dandelions grow faster
than I want to cut

A bike ride through
low hanging pines perfumed
by new mowed lawn
but not today

Making an assemblage
a bit of green glass
gray shell and blue shard
is different now
than before and is
different tomorrow

Today's day lily
will die tonight
but a new one
is there in the morning

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