Seven More With Seventeen Syllables

Notes and scribbles from 2002.

“Ridge Walking at Dawn” — Photo courtesy John Heino Photography.

10–3
With weary hunger
the longing heart savors hope;
dreaming, believing.

10–11
Spread your wings, red bird,
Follow the tug of your heart;
The sky’s the limit.

10–16
Misty dawn breaking,
feasting beside still waters;
rapturous pasture.

10–24
Island in the stream
emerging from waters dark
in dawn’s golden light.

11–1
I painted this scene
in a previous lifetime;
Placid perfection.

11–11
Sinking pinpoint orb
abandons us… we enter
the abyss called night.

11–14
I hold out my hand
to release a captive bird —
my heart flying free.

See the first seven here.

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