the sieve and the sand

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saturday

rainy saturday morning

poetry

as the clouds blot out the sky
darkness spreads through the drapes
and into my living room,
casting me in shadow
and the wish that
the sun would stop shining
and darkness would expand,
until there is no difference,
between night and day,
between day and night,
and this moment would last.

September 12, 2009 Jared Abraham Tagged dark, rain, saturday 3 Comments

Saturday Morning Breakfast

poetry

elaborate preparations,
ritual like gone through,
all for the purpose
of delaying the inevitable,
perpetuating the magic,
that is a Saturday Morning
lest it disappear into the mourning
of work saved up all week long.

April 25, 2009April 25, 2009 Jared Abraham Tagged breakfast, saturday Leave a comment

haiku

poetry

Saturday was an ocean
which I tried to circumvent
with sleep.

May 4, 2008 randyribay Tagged ocean, saturday, sleep Leave a comment
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