Sunday Morning Early

outside black
tattered screen
fractured light
Spilled pavement
glistens wet
rain falls
black sky
wind blows
kiss falls
lip quivers
fingers trace
an angel’s
face

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Copyright E. Bond Francisco 2007

Not Much

Not much to write about
Not that I can see
Or feel anyway
The sun is out
It shines up the leaves
Beyond the window
And displays the garden
Like a pop-up page
In an elaborate birthday card
Celebrating the start
Of a new day

Not much to write about though …

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Copyright E. Bond Francisco 2007

Decant

The enormity of my universe
Distilled to a point
No larger than the
End of a pin

Write my name
On the head of this pin
This is me now, today
Tomorrow may be different

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Copyright E. Bond Francisco 2007