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4-30-19

4-30-19

Endings are endings

final

finite

but only in this world

this realm

there are others we can visit

as we leave this one

of this I am sure

because I believe

in the unbelievable

and cast aside all fear

to pursue

the incomparable

adventure.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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4-16-19

4-16-19

Crows call from the woods

inside their church of forest,

pine tree sacristy.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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4-15-19

4/15/19

Rain taps the flashing

upon the back porch window

subtle spring music.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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4-7-19

4/7/19

The scent of fresh turned soil

decomposing leaves

markers of spring

points the clouds

to warmer days

lying on your back

on some sun warmed hillside

without a care in the world.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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4-4-19

4/4/19

Cold spring wind reminds

you should have worn a hat

it blows winters’ detritus

from the new blooms

that have mustered the courage

to rise up.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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Half Life

Half Life

These parched wastes dry slowly

this wasteland’s orange sky

births fallout

its ash dusts the sands

with poison snow

that feed lakes of mercury

thirsty

for the isotope laden rain

scratch me a symbol

upon a cinder block

that makes up this

broken, leaning half-wall

this half-life

we half-struggle through

rust caked, shambling

dreaming monochromatic dreams.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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4/1/19 Haiku

Frogs call from the swamp,

a hawk soars high in the sky,

crocus break the soil.

© Erik Hansen 2019

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