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Christian Bixler Mar 2017
this growing town
perhaps it will learn
fallen seedpod
Recently I saw while on a walk two seedpods; one lay cracked and empty, while the other was whole still. There were no other seedpods about, except high in the tree. This struck me as so poignant a scene, that I could not help but write this verse around it.
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
fallen seedpod
now curb your appetite
you sparrows
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
hanging red
beneath an old nest
branches
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
winter echo
buds
and an empty nest
A sketch, perhaps a metaphor.
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
clean air
even with nothing, my hands
grow still
While waiting for work in my part time job, I stood in front of the cutlery cupboard and noticed an u usually fresh and clean air. After breathing this for awhile, my anxiety left me, and I grew calm. So, this verse.
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
day's end
to the last open flower
a drop of rain
Composed in response to the lyrics of the main theme of the film Princess Mononoke, composed by Joe Hisaishi.
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
winter sky
the passing road, unshaded--up
lids falling
My attempt at Sabi. Its definition here: an understatement hinting at great depths.
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