John Daleiden, US


A Solo Stellarenga

Counting Blessings

November moon     the day of thanks is near

the cathedral gate unlocked     flowers for a funeral are delivered

the mail man posts her love note     maple leaves on the wind

milk, butter, and eggs     necessities of life

the turkey preens in the sun     turnips and greens ripening

soaring on wind currents     an eagle at twilight

we kiss good night with passion     first star of night



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