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I want to hear the sound of

Japanese kotos and

Bamboo flutes…with an alto sax in the back

and a clarinet playing something else

from the transom of an old Chris Craft

Anchored at dusk…

I want to see the last rays of day

turn gold and soft coral on the skin

my true love’s face…and see

the edge of indigo climb the sky

and watch the diamond wink

of stars appear like magic.

I want winter to fade and fall behind

The dancing breeze of spring,

behind the silvery curtain of the rain

That  comes to wash the dirty grey

of lingering banks of snow.

I want my aching knees to bend

And stretch and walk again on ice free

Streets…to greet the day,

To feel the flow of life,

of love and the sound of birds returning.

I want to laugh and shrug the madness of this winter

From my shoulders and my mind

To leave the Trumps and trumpets

and the Isis- not- the- goddess…far behind

I want to take wing on my bike

and sail away along the green trails

and paths of summer.

But first…

Spring!

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