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We walked into the cafe
An older couple entered
Through my held door
Hand in hand
Talking to friends
Amidst the youth
And their frantic keystrokes
Lost to the now
Rain’s changing
Drippy drizzle
To wind blown torrent
And the light moving
Across the sky
Puddles forming upon
Untended tables
My mother was born
In a small Washington town
The dusty center
Each creative act
Exploring beauty’s boundaries
Brings more light to being
Overflowing with sunlight
A cup: empty and full
Two sides of the same
Moment
Morning moves forward
Dawn’s transition fades to light
Life, again, renewed
At times it’s sought out
Others, it’s served up for us
Beauty’s worth finding
Birds
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Move across the floor
Motion: elegant power
Taekwondo’s beauty
Tendrils of the night
Wispy hints of memory
Floating through my dreams
Wind across mountains
Dancing across rocks and mud
My wheels delighting