if there is another earth the only hope for its survival is for us to never reach its shores


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first frost a dusting of powdered sugar to sweeten the skull cookies

apple picking after an hour they all look good to me

october drought I live by the sky that shrinks with the pond

springing into fall bloom maybe there is no wrong season for azaleas

changing its tune the comb with the lost tooth

the dog's bark rounding out whatever the moon is missing

to the next from one day to the next day from the one day next to from

overgrown farmer's field in the middle of a depression the ox-eye daisies

city skyline the half moon a safe distance away from the construction crane

like being born again the rescue of miners trapped in the earth's womb

when opportunity knocks there's a door that won't open with a key we can't find

views from the doctor's office the 'v' of the geese not making any sound

10/10/10 the brilliant colors of maples repeating themselves

just passing by a small handprint on the sculpture of a leaf

near 90 in October the trees have already shed their green clothing

reduced for clearance all across america the plundering ways of christopher columbus

In the US, Columbus Day is observed on the 2nd Monday of October.

"united we fall" coal companies allowed to decapitate the oldest mountains on earth

november elections if I close my eyes and pick someone will the results be any different

just another one of life's obstacles the creek adds plastic bags to the downed sycamore

refusing a magic marker the young girl says the pumpkin already has a face

little church on the prairie attended by a faithful group of asters

in a sudden spurt of inspiration the grasshopper stays ahead of my dust

Poetry Quote from 2008

"I don't think it's an accident that poetry and poverty have similar spellings."


Cindy Tebo