Monthly Archives: November 2016

on the path home

sear red-maple leaves –
curled up, mounded near the hedge –
natter with the wind

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

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Snug Harbor, morning, walking toward the lower pond

grappling with the wind
I cross the wooden footbridge.
the brook runs freely.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

failing the test

last night, viewing stars
while I walked home from the pond,
I kept losing count.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

Au revoir

Since you left, dear friend,
my world’s been full of dry leaves,
save my heart – your shrine –
filled with songs that ever praise,
with bright blooms that never fade.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

out walking before dawn

a cloudless night sky
lustrous full moon just setting
a bracing raw wind

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

in re: Trump after his election or what his supporters forgot

“He’s an outsider!”
but like any pol, he’s learned
he can break promises.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

living in interesting times

What’s the one good thing
about Trump’s winning the race?
HRC didn’t.

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© Gregory V Driscoll 2016