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Ray Rasmussen
4 December 2009thanksgiving leftovers
a tattered butterfly
among the leaves -
Ray Rasmussen
18 November 2009The last time here, families sharing picnic blankets and teens on beach towels crowded the lake front. I spent most of my time pretending to read, but really sneaking glances at a particular bikinied girl. I lay on my stomach to hide my lust.
This evening, the grasses are yellow, bent and worn from a summer’s use; the birch trees are barren of leaves; a windfall is spread beneath the apple tree.
resting
on the reed tip
an iridescent dragonflyA bull frog’s “wronk, wronk, wronk” breaks my reverie. I walk to the nearby lodge and sit alone. Several couples dine in silence, staring past one another.
mountain sunset
painted turtles slumber
on a weathered logLooking out the window, I see her again, taste that first kiss, touch her apple-hard breast.
What was her name…
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Ray Rasmussen
7 November 2009windfall
returning to visit
my father’s apple tree -
Ray Rasmussen
30 October 2009filling
the empty spaces
plum blossoms -
Ray Rasmussen
16 October 2009dusk
a whispering
of bat’s wings -
Ray Rasmussen
30 September 2009only yesterday
an owl’s mating call
today, golden leaves -
Ray Rasmussen
15 September 2009daydream
from somewhere
the scent of jasmine