The bougainvillea rustles, and
a young Cooper’s hawk hops out
hoping for a sparrow.
Surprised (36)
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False Dawn (35)
Standing still on this rain dark morning
I see light in one small corner of the sky
As if today our sun will rise in the northwest.
Endorsement (34)
I turn toward hope, and then
the half moon and I watch three silent ravens
wing across the daylight sky.
No Holds Barred 