A Hundred Gourds 5:1 December 2015

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our first walk
in the desert, he pulls prickles
from my hands …
how easily we’ve strayed
from the path

space Mary Davila - USA
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  crows strut
the dusty plains
of the interior
among shrivelled tussocks
the bones of drought

space Marilyn Humbert - Australia
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grazing on sagebrush
at first light
the horizon stitched
to an infinitude of sky

space Debbie Strange - Canada
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all those years
you were thinking it was me
thinking it was you –
cirrus clouds sweep the sky
over a blooming prairie

space Sondra J. Byrnes - USA
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  the fog doesn't
come on little cat feet,
Mr Sandburg;
it shuffles in the wake
of the minimum-waged

space Bob Lucky - Saudi Arabia
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a house of cards
from scratch ...
the many times we thought
it was over

space Shloka Shankar - India
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