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I hear the crows converse,
I see the cloudy skies.

I feel it pleasantly cool outside,
in Red Lake.

How strange,

that I will miss the amusing sounds of the crows,
the melancholy overcast skies,
and the invigorating feel of the cool air,
when I return to someplace else
where I live.

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Planetary full October moon,
radiant translucent through your veil of attendant cirrus clouds.

Setting upon the throne of your horizon.

Queen of the night star skies,
just before your transfer of power
to your husband, the sun.

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Nothing compares to listening to the gentle susurrus of the rain outside

from the warm comfort of my bed,

first thing in the morning.

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4:20 a.m.

As I step night-side,

I awaken and muse in her warm embrace.

I hear the sound of the wind

rushing through the trees

in Red Lake.

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I hear the owls in the distance,

friends who have moved on.

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Dusk


Dusk,

an ember of the sun.

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the sound

of the North Wind

 

rushing through the trees

 

all night long.

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