1)
on the road now slight grey afterthought of cloud on the blue day forever sky
anything is seeded the place is mined
roads are simple reasons blushed past morning fog
tenderly becomes together finding
going on for the time being with hills filled to the eye marker of time
2)
straining the landscape railroad bed all away in the bundle time
a gas station is all anyone used to ask found thing
today trees placed for small forever
3)
monuments of this tree that hillside eager mountain in the trail of light from time here to exactly where stopping point and startling
ease in any thing or left by brook side murmur tower of time or leaning tree
the warm mountainside melts into evening
4)
sentence of impulse just a thought or not even just a stone as hard as a minute ago or even now in good standing
clarified in clouds the certain ejection as factors exist or not patiently settled in the claiming areas where cold and warm replace boundaries meeting then in excise
passing scuttle written in the space between words and clouds mountains and trees each sentence delivered one leaf at a time
5)
in the distance things and something cool stretches orange breezes green basins of waiting and the geologic moment from the top of the sky
busy roads to inroads paths trails and parts of words quickly receding into further review
light slants into the roads and trails to purpose that is eminent selection in the course of exact day
6)
darkness alimentally swoons as a posie fortuitously brilliant in the banging of stars and surveys tender above absurd simplistic clouds the day is never *done*
breeze being the wonder of breath with alliance of words intimated if not voiced so exchanges occur slapdash or heartened the rough land of mountain low and high and seeing something ahead
endings mass quietly in buttressed and inviolable with rooded earth a stone’s throw and alabaster offers the creep of time pine trees or oaks with brightness from elsewhere so much elsewhere
the moon’s glow frees the sun to insinuate and we sink forever with the slant but graveyards are slow and yielding vivid colors launch a word
7)
mountains go and nations never see beyond road debris of exhaust cooler than dogma or the granted planet
every blast of intention fences a word in crusty worker trope coloring the haze
rain brings clouds clouds bring rain circle in time of square
8)
the vantage of colour looms and drifts scale icily insistent with regions of vocabulary and the occasional balloon shocking and plain with certitude and its pleasing opposite the word resting on nothing but the delicate stone below or above
autumn returns with autumn’s return
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