white collared loons
question existence
claim enough faith
to tip toe on water.
fog clings to the shore
smothers reeds
remnants of fire
smoldering tinder.
a wooden boat
drifts in a circle
I mumble a prayer
wait for the sun.
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"I want my art and writing to have humility, to be clear and void of deception. I want my audience to see without distraction, to feel I have not wasted their time with pomposity. I want to create bold, clean images and write simple, declarative sentences that cause people to confront their humanity." --Dale Patterson, July 18 1949 - Oct 19 2025.
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