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December's Cold Moon December's Cold Moon Hidden behind clouds Curtained in darkness After ground kissed by clouds Light hidden in thick clouds Long Night's Moon grudgingly yields Glow begins in the East Dawn's curtain slowly drawn open Last full moon of the year Flees from sight Displayed by sun's strength Piercing thick cloud curtain About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

Saturday, December 31, Idols. Acknowledging desire to fill void. Allowing self to be carried away. About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. Labels: heartidolssurrendertruthwestern nebraska poet.

Friday, December 30, Long Nights Yield. Long Nights Yield. Slice of moon hangs low in the sky. Few moment before dawn deflected. Labels: nightwestern nebraskawestern nebraska poetwinter solstice. Sorrowcloaks needs a, December 29, Corn Stubble in Winter. Corn Stubble in Winter. They fade into the brown tall grass. Labels: naturewestern nebraskawestern nebraska poetwinter. Wednesday, December 28, Taunts Me. Taunts Me. Sleet quietly playing on brown sleeve. Parading the dog about ten acres.

I'm fully awake in our daily ritual. Labels: decembertauntwestern nebraskawestern nebraska poetwinter. Tuesday, December 27, Snow Moon. Snow Moon. Labels: beautymoonwestern nebraskawestern nebraska poet. Monday, December 26, Unconditional. Labels: intimacyjoylovewestern nebraska poet.

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Sunday, December 25, Sorrowcloaks needs a in Three in One. Embraced in Three in One. Labels: goodnesslovesurrenderwestern nebraska poet. Saturday, December 24, Into the Horizon. Into the Horizon. As they approach with honks and squonks. Sound of wings moving air with each stroke. Sounds forgotten until hear again. Labels: beautynaturewestern nebraskawestern nebraska poet.

Consider My Ways. Labels: groundinghopepeacequietnessrememberwestern nebraska poet. Tectonic plate of relationships collide. Labels: fracturedreconciliationrelationshipswestern nebraska poet. Seasons Wrestle. Written the last day of Fall about within 36 hours went from F to 47F.

Labels: Seasonswestern nebraskawestern nebraska poetwinter. Wednesday, December 21, Spring Taunts. Spring Taunts. Turkeys slowly crossing the road. Causing a pause in the afternoon. All creation out from hunkering down. Labels: extremespauseSeasonstauntswestern nebraska. Picked Clean. Labels: altarschoicesvoicewestern nebraska poet.

Sunday, December 18, Default Places. Default Places. Labels: freedomlieslovematuritytruthwestern nebraska poet. Saturday, December 17, Secrets Laid Bare. Secrets Laid Bare. Labels: legacylovetimewestern nebraska poet. Friday, December 16, December's Cold Moon. Labels: dawn western nebraskamoonwestern nebraska poet. Labels: freedomgenerationredemptiontrustwestern nebraska poet. Thursday, December 15, Gives Way. Gives Way. Labels: Sandhill cranewestern nebraskawestern nebraska poet.

Wednesday, December 14, Core Bonds.

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Core Bonds. Labels: coreheartlovewestern nebraska poet. Tuesday, December 13, Chatham. Labels: homememorieswestern nebraska poet. Monday, December 12, Acceptance.

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Labels: agingwestern nebraska poet. Sunday, December 11, Seeds. Preciousness of time. So much to express. Tick of clock. Nail in lid.

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Each moment. Fill the space. Choice in instant. Defines a life. Expressions today. Seeds sown for tomorrow. Labels: choiceseedstime Sorrowcloaks needs a, western nebraska poet. Saturday, December 10, Differently. Present self differently. With love, kindness, gentleness. Broken yet filled from Father.

Offering something worth having. Past can't undo. Can offer something new. Trust Father to make it right. Allowing Him into that space. Labels: loveofferpresentwestern nebraska poet. Friday, December 9, Fifteen Below. Labels: frostmitchell passnorth platte riverriverwestern nebraskawestern nebraska poet. Thursday, December 8, Gratitude Anew. Gratitude Anew Ghostly Sorrowcloaks needs a Grass brittle Each step Footprint's impression Retreats reluctantly Rising sun Day begins Gratitude anew About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

Labels: gratitudewestern nebraska poet. Wednesday, December 7, Reconcile This. Reconcile This Harsh words spoken Attachments broken Hiding the pain Heart's bane Love's risk Reconciles this For an allpoetry poetry contest About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

Labels: forgivenesslovereconciliationwestern nebraska poet. Tuesday, December 6, Desire. Desire -i- Desire to be known Like honey on finger tips Sticky and sweet Golden yellow of sun seasoned flesh -ii- Desire to know Thick sweetness dripping from honeycomb Lost in lush undergrowth Blazing new trails in wild union -iii- Desire to be touched Softness burns Marking two souls Unseen brand -iv- Desire to touch Textures gossamer and burlap Fiery heat conducted between Reading each of body in braille -v- Desire to be claimed Invisible fence's unseen glue Woven together in silky cocoon Radiant hearts adhesive union meld -vi- Desire to be seen Beauty of precision cut diamond Facet splitting light of passion Prismatic rainbow Longing's complexity unlocked of another About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

Labels: claimeddesirewestern nebraska poet. Monday, December 5, Unrecognizable. You find your face bent low to the ground. Adversity consumes all that's been. Foundation's crumbled in the heat. When day after day re-live the events. When fully lost can truly be found. Resurrection after depth of tomb. Inspired by a quote I heard by Bill Johnson, "don't waste your pain. Labels: adversitylostredemptionresurrectionsorrowwestern nebraska poet.

Joy of Curves. Joy of Curves Joy of curves Ties my thoughts in knots Straight lines are boring Before you know it snoring Curves are curious Adventures around each bend Beauty discovered on journey Symmetrical loveliness each arc reflects About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

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