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Stones in shade create the stage cast from grays and muted hues some are stars with stripes that tip the heights of jingoistic play as others add their texture and their spots with less an act to follow sticks lay the lines of softened shadows to brand the ex and mark the spot token players all bring the balance and with no lines spoken the play is on Stephen Stavast |
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And step to the dancer's light a universal cast? performs! when the spotlights stream to cite its numbers flash! from focused wave and stop to watch an audience to its continuance of motion barely held in check Stephen Stavast |
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Oak-like stance glory in the light with limbs that reach beyond their shadows cast to touch a place in time where children played like us a memory tree where love once carved its proof for all to know is lost with other needs and space and time for growth and moss has softened all to tourist rest an eyeful tower golden set against the sky where all will dream and time will fly Stephen Stavast |
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Sun has changed its movement to lower in the sky long days shorten lengthen night water moves to still in pools and ponds before the storm of winters come on surface spills the light of autumns fall a colored moment sets before the spell is broken in quickened steps like buds of spring soon yellow shows the wind confettied whispers sign their message sent and pallid days begin Stephen Stavast |
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| Light has set the stage moving grace the sun a scene within a frame captured forms and shadows quake while sun is on the move but here a moment captured resolute and still is true life standing stoic story stated in lines we've read and left unsaid through rocks we've jumped in river's bed and in our haste we've missed the view of true life standing stand light and true Stephen Stavast |
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