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someone else’s rainbow

raining now, hunching into the wind

sea air spilling fresh

winds pulling ruined towers around horizons

white against grey, grey against blue, blue against indigo

shored meadows dressed in purple and yellow

on mottled rocks

an otter surfaces nearby

prize clutched defiantly sliding around a corner

clouds part enough to flash some sky

we are standing at the end of someone else’s rainbow

hunching into the wind

watching cumulus reservoirs slow rolling overhead

underfoot a treasury of the overlooked

while someone wishes

hunching into the wind



David Trudel   © 2014



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rain beats a blue song

from clouds rubbing shoulders

your smile, a sunbeam



David Trudel   © 2014



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skykissed, the earth seems shy

muffled by a ragged net of condensed cloud

everything goes quiet


earlier it burned off

now it rolls in off the straits

leeching colours and shortening views


each drop holding a cemetery scent of early dawn

when spirits slide sideways into the melt

each drop a stitch in the shroud


this fog sleepwalks through empty rooms

while shadows punch slivers of distraction

into softsilvered rivers


each drift a tangible intangible

never quite in reach

never quite vanishing


floating wordlessly

with all the effort of nothing

drafting tailwinds of an idea



David Trudel   © 2013



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These gulls are larger than the ones you see downtown

Feeding on binscraps of bloated tourist food

This trio are bypassing the city and heading up the coast

To tidal pools and tidelines where they’ll feast on authenticity

Now they pause to carousel a thermal

Corkscrewing in circle drifts

A fourth transcends out of the clouds and joins in

I look away for an instant

When I look back they have vanished

Into the gray sameness overhead



David Trudel  © 2013



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Cantering inland

Spirit horses crest the shore

Ocean ghosts sky ride



David Trudel   © 2013

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Tonight I slip between the shadows

A mere shade moving quietly between the trees

Inhaling the forest rot, the fecund stench of nature

Transforming into yet another iteration

Raw and real

The sharp slap of winter’s hand

Wakes me from my slumber

As I climb towards the heights

Overhead the nearfull moon rips through the tattered clouds

Canyons of translucent possibility

Revolving over an axis

Some vast whirlpool of wind

Cracking its whip

And I listen to the hums and murmurs of the city

Sirens and traffic

Wind in the trees

Against the backdrop of the silence of eternity

Illuminated by opaque cloudbanks

I wonder at the grand design

Grateful for this moment of serenity


David Trudel  ©  2012



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Rainbow skies

Splash some vibrancy in slategrey clouds

Moments of rainscour broken by brilliant arrow shafts

Light twists

Turns hard as diamonds

Then dials the burnish down

To dull

Spectrum fades to memory

As clouds close ranks

Promises of golden payouts

Disappear with a faint shimmer

And rain returns again


David Trudel   © 2012




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