A blaze of fire rimmed rain
falls gently to the ground

Small stalks of grass catch light
one beside the next
till a ring of little fire is created.


Wavering rainbow surge
the wind picks up particles
of person and places them
carefully one atop the next
till I am here
ringed in light
in plain sight


To all
For all

From me

Merry Christmas

Take very good care of you and yours

from me and mine

I will be back in the New Year

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She blends
with polished boards
runs with the grain
weaves in and out
of color
a hardwood
sanded smooth
softened by lacquer

I'm superimposed
on the weeping vine

Shirtless
definition
of bone
muscle
winds within the green shadows

Dappled
by her laced fingers

as they track
along branch
and leaf