TIMES END
Ripened fingers clench
On time's narrow waist
As slipping sands plummet
through needle's eye.
What fresh beginnings
And old ends
Will come again
Before time's final grain
Turns on itself .
Blinkered again
Friends of old
to thwarted hope
and fears familiar
by toothless cry
in cock-crow flush.

WINTER HAIKU
Fluttered fingers feel
Soaring winds surging song
Coil
Air on icy twig

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First Book	Second Book	Third Book
Brother mine	Thy Days	Sibling
Damaged good	What shape a poet	Herculean expectations
Barrel bottom fruit	Creative Burying	Ressurection
Bottom line	Regret	Times End
On the dying edge	Spider Time	In Memoriam : Twice Round
Biting Free	Earth Turns	Eight Pints
Id rider	Old Dog	Sinking Heart : Drop
Only worms will know you better	Eye to Eye	Swim : Drift
Thrice crows	Autumn	Coming Home
Friends in High Places	The night the church burnt	Passage
Poet bones	Last Strand	Speed Crazy
Katadesmoi	Ashes to Ashes	Sinking Heart

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