August poems

fireflies
punching holes
in the darkness
(from a sermon
by Tom Frase)
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an August cool snap
sitting outside for the first
time since ealy June
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a cool snap~
robins on the crispy lawn
searching? finding?
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demolishing
the drom rather than clean out
the modly AC
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"Irony"
dove hunting for sport
the universal symbol
for peace . . .
(from Tad Bartimus)