A place for poetry and other bits. Here, I navigate the midlife landscape as best I can. I am an altered beast and those responsible know what they have done. I have joy, but it is tempered now. I have sorrow, but it too is tempered.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Haiku 4
Waiting for the rain My face lifted as I sleep Cleanse the dust of heart
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