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He sliced fresh bread.

He sliced fresh bread.
She watched.
Snow on the ground.
Ice on the windows.
This is for you.

Daily Poems
- he dreams a lot July 21, 2015
- A wall of fire, July 20, 2015
- When I knew I July 19, 2015
- Don’t listen to July 18, 2015
- Was it enough July 16, 2015
- Awkward and foolish the woman who’ll July 15, 2015
- The negative shows all reversed July 14, 2015
- Cheese dripping from the July 13, 2015
- What’s to save his life? July 12, 2015
- Flung out of doors by the latest statistics… July 11, 2015
- I had never thought to be July 10, 2015
- When the cloud of stuff blew out July 9, 2015
- “My mama always said”, the orphan got July 8, 2015
- another morning on its way… July 7, 2015
- another day of plans July 6, 2015
- time over there and time over there July 5, 2015
- an open body a heart that’s July 4, 2015
- through the halls of wisdom July 3, 2015
- another non-event has claimed us July 2, 2015
- Haiku July 1, 2015
- three in the morning, June 30, 2015
- All those faces in all those photographs, June 29, 2015
- time to begin again June 28, 2015
- all these years gone by with June 27, 2015
- This language I June 26, 2015
- an idea never meant June 25, 2015
- today, I’ll say, is as June 24, 2015
- an overture of love June 23, 2015
- tomorrow always came June 22, 2015
- Haiku June 21, 2015
- anytime’s the time for me June 20, 2015
- too late now June 19, 2015
- all that saves my life June 18, 2015
- Tomorrow I’ll let it matter June 17, 2015
- ampersanding right along, June 16, 2015
- This Begins April June 15, 2015
- all that rhapsodizing June 14, 2015
- In a room overheated, … June 13, 2015
- all that can’t be helped June 12, 2015
- there are other versions June 11, 2015
- all the meat of all those bodies June 10, 2015
- opposite ends of the room June 9, 2015
- All these years gone by and she comes up with June 8, 2015
- mind going every which way while my feet head north June 7, 2015
- again, it’s one too many again, listening to the poets, June 6, 2015
- in it, caught to dreams… June 5, 2015
- a willow flute to call love forth June 4, 2015
- the wind spun the sign June 3, 2015
- A wall of fire June 2, 2015
- Self Evident June 1, 2015
- Haiku May 31, 2015
- a solvent buyer appears May 30, 2015
- who is she May 29, 2015
- the telephone rang and May 28, 2015
- as many as they could manage… May 27, 2015
- Haiku May 26, 2015
- white rooms May 25, 2015
- the treasure’s May 24, 2015
- a seaside like butter, May 23, 2015
- wherever she was, May 22, 2015
- the street stays May 21, 2015
- a screen door into the backyard May 20, 2015
- when all felt lonely May 19, 2015
- the story had hoped May 18, 2015
- a plethora of named May 17, 2015
- where and how did that man live May 16, 2015
- The sleeping dog jerks its legs, May 15, 2015
- a rambling discourse, loosed free into the May 14, 2015
- what’s to save his life, jeopardy surrounds May 13, 2015
- the prison stretches in the sun, May 12, 2015
- A painted face on canvas, May 11, 2015
- What would you May 10, 2015
- The photographs have all been snapped. May 9, 2015
- a night redolent May 8, 2015
- what passes for linen May 7, 2015
- the picture is of things to eat May 6, 2015
- Haiku May 5, 2015
- what pap we cook to eat May 4, 2015
- the past no longer exists as it once did, May 3, 2015
- a mirror on the wall shows May 2, 2015
- what are we given… May 1, 2015
- the outside view becomes April 30, 2015
- a mirror on the wall April 29, 2015
- what is it do, April 28, 2015
- They turn on a dime, insist April 27, 2015
- a man’s home is his April 26, 2015
- We were so short April 25, 2015
- the mundane world must be our joy April 24, 2015
- A museum, a gallery, whatever April 23, 2015
- A long hot summer continues, April 22, 2015
- Smiling he backs away, fading April 21, 2015
- a list of losses, each April 20, 2015
- trouble and hope April 19, 2015
- who lives next door, April 18, 2015
- a starnose mole April 17, 2015
- subject to laws she April 16, 2015
- a little thought all on its own April 15, 2015
- sometimes April 14, 2015
- I’ll never be April 13, 2015
- a hushed silence, April 12, 2015
- I’ll tell you what I think of me April 11, 2015
- a harmony that’s more April 10, 2015
- slim and tidy April 9, 2015
- I’ll get it just right April 8, 2015
- an air of April 7, 2015
- Haiku April 6, 2015
- Being in love means April 5, 2015
- imagination’s puny flame is all April 4, 2015
- She has no reason not to jump April 3, 2015
- work in silence April 2, 2015
- the house woke April 1, 2015
- scrumptious, there’s a word… March 31, 2015
- reconcile ongoing time March 30, 2015
- Ignore the loss, the orphan decided, now March 29, 2015
- black and white, coffee and cream, March 28, 2015
- a great day March 27, 2015
- bring thought to the event March 26, 2015
- clean sheets, white wrinkled cotton, March 25, 2015
- In the parlor they spoke March 24, 2015
- reality is not enough March 23, 2015
- Sunk in winter I thought March 22, 2015
- the villa is closed now, not open to the public, March 21, 2015
- with a sense of relief he March 20, 2015
- will you keep it down, please, March 19, 2015
- Time passes as if March 18, 2015
- the roots must finally March 17, 2015
- satin and silk March 16, 2015
- put yourself in graceful posture March 15, 2015
- I think of your hair March 14, 2015
- A girl in a green dress looks both ways March 13, 2015
- I work here, in this town. March 12, 2015
- humming a tune under her breath March 11, 2015
- And now, to begin again. March 10, 2015
- Cheese dripping from March 9, 2015
- I read the paper March 9, 2015
- We talk and laugh and drink March 8, 2015
- the explanation March 7, 2015
- skin of thin paper March 6, 2015
- Plan to be March 5, 2015
- I thought if I just worked hard enough March 4, 2015
- Her voice when she spoke was March 3, 2015
- going forward stays March 2, 2015
- her letter arrived March 1, 2015
- give words February 28, 2015
- a footpath crosses the field there February 27, 2015
- All those men February 26, 2015
- drowning, a hand above the water February 25, 2015
- her heart was mollified February 24, 2015
- in time I’ll do what February 23, 2015
- the ceiling leaked long ago February 22, 2015
- With fine compliments we parted. February 21, 2015
- we live invisible February 20, 2015
- the inevitable road February 19, 2015
- simple furniture February 18, 2015
- real things in the picture, February 17, 2015
- mirrors change February 16, 2015
- I think to live February 15, 2015
- her final words were I think I’ll start over, February 14, 2015
- darkness carves the day away, February 13, 2015
- all the world adores itself February 12, 2015
- a fool who’ll February 11, 2015
- looking for natives to see how they do it, February 10, 2015
- history lives its life… February 9, 2015
- I thought if I could February 8, 2015
- look back to this moment February 7, 2015
- I’m someone else now never to return February 6, 2015
- I prefer everything February 5, 2015
- his answers arrived February 4, 2015
- goodby floats in the air, a string February 3, 2015
- Died young, well, still alive, February 2, 2015
- ceremonies over February 1, 2015
- a lethal smile January 31, 2015
- any day is a day like January 30, 2015
- colors are enough, January 29, 2015
- he could have told her he January 28, 2015
- I’ll just go now, January 27, 2015
- Look in the mirror. January 26, 2015
- sit on the verandah January 25, 2015
- we stopped at a corner January 24, 2015
- They all pinned their hopes January 23, 2015
- such heartbreak January 22, 2015
- the brilliant dead cut loose by time, January 21, 2015
- two lovers, or three, January 20, 2015
- work in silence January 19, 2015
- yesterday’s left-overs January 18, 2015
- what’s below would eat us alive January 17, 2015
- they don’t need me there… January 16, 2015
- sun batters January 15, 2015
- ownership and January 14, 2015
- here’s a job and there’s a boss… January 13, 2015
- In pursuit of clues January 12, 2015
- our happy days came January 11, 2015
- the least phrase will do, January 10, 2015
- you can’t, while planning the future, January 9, 2015
- time past rides heavy and heavier January 8, 2015
- Spring hovers to arrive January 7, 2015
- more and more the man January 6, 2015
- if the sun would shine January 5, 2015
- I won’t bore you with all January 4, 2015
- here comes morning and January 3, 2015
- On the verge of changing January 2, 2015
- A dreamer, sweet and tender boy, January 1, 2015
- every morning gets later and later December 31, 2014
- He doesn’t think it December 30, 2014
- how long ago did this young man December 29, 2014
- I won’t be subjective anymore. I’ll hustle December 28, 2014
- include it in your plans, December 27, 2014
- My vicious December 26, 2014
- One morning I grabbed December 25, 2014
- reflections in glass December 24, 2014
- Troubled by insistence December 23, 2014
- the airport turned on this morning, December 22, 2014
- songs are every kind of mood, December 21, 2014
- she has no idea of the terms December 20, 2014
- pity the December 19, 2014
- news tells us the stories are going on, December 18, 2014
- meaning to do December 17, 2014
- light enters the western sky, December 16, 2014
- I meant it to be different, December 15, 2014
- Hold firm to what your heart December 14, 2014
- he published his life in December 13, 2014
- Flung out of doors by the latest December 12, 2014
- Dream dreams December 11, 2014
- “Barring accident, which seems December 10, 2014
- disaster alters the December 9, 2014
- frightful engravings in old medical books, December 8, 2014
- he stands making faces in the mirror, seeing all those December 7, 2014
- blind wisdom gropes December 6, 2014
- I had a fight with her and I won. December 5, 2014
- It’s often like December 4, 2014
- pertinence and brevity, December 3, 2014
- My second plan is to forget the first December 2, 2014
- promise to be as if it never December 1, 2014
- Sun shines November 30, 2014
- The traveler, carving a November 29, 2014
- whoops, almost got November 28, 2014
- water seeps hidden November 27, 2014
- there’s a kind of man who’ll November 26, 2014
- the future that knows November 25, 2014
- She firmly put the cake back in the tin. November 24, 2014
- on the shores of a distant lake memory makes a place November 23, 2014
- Let me show you the garden November 22, 2014
- It’s nearly dark November 21, 2014
- he sings November 20, 2014
- fresh smells lift November 19, 2014
- dream a dream November 18, 2014
- All this. And more to come. November 17, 2014
- when your friend November 16, 2014
- Frightful stories November 15, 2014
- how brilliantly other people November 14, 2014
- I can’t think why he needs it she said November 13, 2014
- it is late November 12, 2014
- one, two, three, numbers seem so simple, November 11, 2014
- Specimen days November 10, 2014
- They sit in their same old November 9, 2014
- you thought it would November 8, 2014
- Whenever she asks him a question November 7, 2014
- watching Thelonius Monk get interrupted by his November 6, 2014
- time to get to work now, time November 5, 2014
- The only time I bust November 4, 2014
- strawberries for the guests November 3, 2014
- Silence ate the city, November 2, 2014
- No I wouldn’t, November 1, 2014
- Me and you and them too October 31, 2014
- landscape holds October 30, 2014
- in a hurry October 29, 2014
- I could have led October 28, 2014
- here comes the muffin man October 27, 2014
- green shimmer of satin and October 26, 2014
- Frightful stories October 25, 2014
- dreaming inhabits days October 24, 2014
- beauty skin deep October 23, 2014
- A lady went a walking October 22, 2014
- And when you October 21, 2014
- capture that thought October 20, 2014
- Every day I’ll dance October 19, 2014
- He used to October 18, 2014
- hunters with fierce eyes October 17, 2014
- invent your self into summers October 16, 2014
- Meaning clears the way through nonstop October 15, 2014
- now the ozone’s gone the chatter October 14, 2014
- Invent larger than life-size October 13, 2014
- I’ll just wait here October 13, 2014
- over the edge and through the woods October 12, 2014
- something sweet and tender October 11, 2014
- something in my throat October 10, 2014
- the fish for which October 9, 2014
- the soft sweet dream October 8, 2014
- An open mind, a flap October 7, 2014
- Where do men get October 6, 2014
- Young men fire their guns and join the plot, October 5, 2014
- when I remember, October 4, 2014
- Villains among us, spewing pap October 3, 2014
- The turn of time sits October 2, 2014
- the butler with the poison in his pantry October 1, 2014
- memories like a picnic September 30, 2014
- If I begin to September 29, 2014
- I am because I think, that’s September 28, 2014
- he dreams a lot September 27, 2014
- examine September 26, 2014
- plans were never September 25, 2014
- close your eyes and September 24, 2014
- all those books on September 23, 2014
- Atlas holds the September 22, 2014
- Do you know September 21, 2014
- elegant and vivacious, with September 20, 2014
- hard to know what to say September 19, 2014
- here’s a chair September 18, 2014
- if lists September 17, 2014
- out of this blank September 16, 2014
- the absence September 15, 2014
- pretty little September 14, 2014
- tired of all that claims me, September 13, 2014
- 1 Your interesting article September 12, 2014
- when you’re troubled there’s September 11, 2014
- Vexed by aching thought September 10, 2014
- That moment of gathering, September 9, 2014
- She said, September 8, 2014
- one by one September 7, 2014
- look me in the eye and tell me September 6, 2014
- I mean to return to my body September 5, 2014
- He went out for cigarettes. September 4, 2014
- Feeling adores itself September 3, 2014
- clear or murky waters, September 2, 2014
- a dream in abeyance September 1, 2014
- time to get up August 31, 2014
- she wants a commitment August 30, 2014
- mysteries were not meant to be opaque, August 29, 2014
- I think to do it August 28, 2014
- give the tree you bought August 27, 2014
- any way gets you to August 26, 2014
- Fear justifies itself. Worrying August 25, 2014
- His rapid plunge to mediocrity August 24, 2014
- just don’t stop, August 23, 2014
- Set out August 22, 2014
- there’s nothing wrong August 21, 2014
- When I dream of you it’s August 20, 2014
- Unlucky hope holds back the August 19, 2014
- these premises have August 18, 2014
- sweet girls in summer dresses August 17, 2014
- moral and ethical vigor August 16, 2014
- I never relished August 15, 2014
- in this latest morning August 14, 2014
- soothe the pain in your August 13, 2014
- my uncle who flew kites from the nearby hill, August 12, 2014
- She bought tight clothes August 11, 2014
- the morning mist is almost gone August 10, 2014
- Without fear I imagine you August 9, 2014
- what can I bring you to show I care, August 8, 2014
- persons of this August 7, 2014
- the telephone rings once August 6, 2014
- The poles it all suspends between August 5, 2014
- Struggle is the story of humankind. August 4, 2014
- remember, memory is August 3, 2014
- My miseries and my joys August 2, 2014
- kick the old man who sits August 1, 2014
- in the dark of the night July 31, 2014
- I never thought to be July 30, 2014
- gutless figures July 29, 2014
- Any plan makes the next thing July 28, 2014
- flying in the world’s worst plane July 27, 2014
- hey diddle diddle a guy July 26, 2014
- lamented history July 25, 2014
- Nightmare carries July 24, 2014
- the rage of the prophet became excessive July 23, 2014
- sum it up, July 22, 2014
- seeing how his life July 21, 2014
- The waiting paid off, the girl’s July 20, 2014
- the “arts” described into being July 19, 2014
- We want the cake intact, July 18, 2014
- you’ve got to cut the July 17, 2014
- It’s so precious July 17, 2014
- a sausage case, stuffed and walking, July 16, 2014
- any night now I’ll July 15, 2014
- Days go by without more between us than July 14, 2014
- five past eight on a thursday morning, July 13, 2014
- He wants July 12, 2014
- I can’t remember now July 11, 2014
- In a back room July 10, 2014
- the place is small but July 9, 2014
- tepid soup and July 8, 2014
- Sitting on the July 7, 2014
- no more living July 6, 2014
- I’ll go again some day soon July 5, 2014
- I don’t have anything July 4, 2014
- Foolishness speaks, July 3, 2014
- dead image, a lie, meant to lie July 2, 2014
- carried into progressive July 1, 2014
- for years the cards June 30, 2014
- himself here June 29, 2014
- Dream a little dream, June 28, 2014
- I think to myself June 27, 2014
- in an airplane high above us June 26, 2014
- Just when it looked all over June 25, 2014
- my thought is June 24, 2014
- One thought June 23, 2014
- something sweet and tender June 22, 2014
- with a short poem June 21, 2014
- when thought does not guard the gate June 20, 2014
- the mind lets June 19, 2014
- that word June 18, 2014
- she hums a simple endless sound June 17, 2014
- never having meant June 16, 2014
- imaginary invalids June 15, 2014
- I hadn’t thought to live June 14, 2014
- and live a life June 13, 2014
- caught in the years, June 12, 2014
- Early winter June 11, 2014
- He sliced fresh bread. June 10, 2014
- Jagged and oddly June 9, 2014
- I will not always be this ill-equipped June 8, 2014
- I wish I had June 7, 2014
- ladies and gentlemen who didn’t June 6, 2014
- Permanently present. June 5, 2014
- something total, June 4, 2014
- one last word before I close, June 3, 2014
- a cottage industry, June 2, 2014
- a chosen confidant, June 1, 2014
- A bridal train, May 31, 2014
- a brown dress, a blue dress, May 30, 2014
- spring will come, April 23, 2014

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