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Sun painting shadows / freshly-prepared white canvas / of new-fallen snow.
The R, I, P keys / faded from typing tribute / to those who have died.
The sixty-nine club / gained two great members this week / unfortunately.
Awoke to sad news / the first day in many years / bereft of Stardust.
The New Year arrives / old demons darken doorways / blocking ways to change.
Artificial pause / a normal day, repurposed / to contemplate self.
Luminaries lit / celebrate end, beginning / circle of life, time.
I know this pain well / of being pulled out of dreams / to reality.
Fantastic machines / hallucination engines / dream generators.
The weather forecast / an ill wind blowing, cloudy / a chance of bullets.
Words, guns, religions / in the hands of bad people / terrible weapons.
Sunrise viewed / through the ice crystals / on my car.
Swan song of the leaves / a final act of beauty / then fall to their death.
Yet another day / joins its predecessors to / live in infamy.
View of morning sky / through leaves, twisted limbs of old / Japanese maple.
All the characters / some fearsome, some fabulous / out to play today!
October cricket / rubs his thin legs together / keeping himself warm.
Foliage colors / across the still lake water / lit by the dawn sky.
Dawn below freezing / sudden, chilling reminder / winter follows fall.
The proud red maples / their faces first to redden / as they take their leave.
Autumn’s faded hues / at season’s end replacing / Summer’s brilliant blues.
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