Night Fog
Fog rises
to black space.
The sea
overpowers
the sky.
Vapors swamp
unsuspecting stars.
Ethereal waves
wash
against night's
mystic shore.
poem by Steven Federle
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Starry Night
Night fills the valley.
swarming armies rise to crest
to fiery west.
The battle is done.
tumbling stars overturning
pale winter's stark sun.
poem by Steven Federle
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Starry Night (Vacaville)
Night fills the valley.
swarming armies rise to crest
to fiery west.
The battle is done.
tumbling stars overturning
pale winter's stark sun.
poem by Steven Federle
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Abaude: City Rain
City rain falls down
gutters, steep canyon walls, to
chasms passionless.
No rushing life, no
dark soil can restore grey pave-
ment to muddy joy.
poem by Steven Federle
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Dappled Sky Horse
black veins at the source
wide; narrow as limbs taper.
gaps of dappled blue.
from the black earth, heat
of life rising, flows up
to the folded sky.
poem by Steven Federle
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Early Rising
early rising, fresh
sky night black, just brightening
to early-bird's joy.
but still tired, eyes
aching with sleep. I think I
will go back to bed.
poem by Steven Federle
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Khaki Hills
khaki hills,
light-washed, bleached
summer clean,
slopes folded
oaken-green
as a horse, mad
in the morning mist,
gallops and kicks
at nothing.
poem by Steven Federle
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Vision
In the raw air of crystal dawn
the sun devours waning night
with dragon-song,
and rises to cerulean heights
to the vaulting domes
of eternal sight.
poem by Steven Federle
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Respite
gentle breeze
windows open
to tender
glow
slight
tree sways
green buds lace
dormant
limbs
and hint
at summer,
presage
spring’s
perennial
leap!
poem by Steven Federle
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Blows The Wind
blows the wind
by winter
enthralled, trees
shed at end
of day, end
of summer
world fall filled,
newly chilled,
crescent moon
disappears
all too soon.
poem by Steven Federle
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