Boxwood

he reads his book
I trim the boxwood
how well
we get along
when we don’t speak…

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One fine morning

“It will take mornings to compare our face lines,” they chuckled at the library-room and read the same book. He was dressed in black; she was dressed in white.

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Old Libraries

big oak trees
over old libraries
outside I sit
inhaling the scent
of old book pages

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Summer Evening

I am longing for you
Oh! Long summer evenings
Of mellow sunlight
When I can sit
With a book
Waiting for Venus
To rise from amongst
The fluffy white clouds.

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Old Book

Your cover is tattered
Your binding is broken
But still you hold your words, old book
How does it feel
When people discard you
Simply because of the way you look?

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Smile

languid sunny
afternoon
the smile you
give me
as you close
your book

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Smile

languid sunny
afternoon
the smile you
give me
as you close
your book

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