Breath

Errant thoughts invade
My mind, floating across time
Breath in peace returns

Change

Morning rain so cold
A wind blowing at my back
Sun in the distance

Montréal

Ville, vu d'une colline
Ses rues et son ciel bleu
si pleins de promesses
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Viewed from a hill, this
city with its streets, blue sky
so full of promise

Neige tombe toute blanche
Pendant la nuit lumineuse
Comme sucre sur la ville

Open horizon
Autumn silence and trees bare
Fields in the distance

my head covered, warm
Black cotton thats worn from wear
shield against the wind

gray tones hazy clouds
Obscure the sky this evening
Stillness in the air

vers la neige le froid
qui refraiche l'âme les penseés
la route nous attends
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toward the snow the cold
that refreshes the soul, thoughts
the road waits for us

a meeting small room
business smiles nodding heads, ties
in silence i dream

gold iowa plains
my train passes unnoticed
as men work the fields

the elevator
crowded and tired morning
high rise to nowhere

silent sky midnight
wind cools my face knows my thoughts
smiling as i walk

Bends and slides in tone
echoes against wood and steel
a tasty groove kicked