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Brian Thompson
Index
Résumé
Experience
Writing
About
in
Old Port
If you were here
What would you be thinking now
Here’s a clue - outside.
Valentine
It may be July
I hope that my gray sweatshirt
Is loved all year round
Feverish
Sunshine and ocean
Northern skies and fleeting light
Tell me your bad dreams
Cascades
Tumultuous wind
The garden of our minds wet
A handsome fog lifts.
4 Quarters Don’t Make A Dollar
Don’t you gaslight me
Not all rectangles are squares
Birds - Hands - Hatching eggs
Sari
Chopsticks or a fork
Jayawardenepura
Lost phone knock harder.
Galactical
Stars in the night sky
Grains of sand on planet Earth
Less is never more.
Sinking Ship
84 men row
The hollow of a drum beat
A wave can’t be cut
Circadian
If I were a bee
Pollen sacks beside the queen
Trusting in her love
New York
He said - 'Kick rocks chump!'
I watched the Hudson ice floes.
Fuggedaboutit!!
Heirloom
Argyle silksprings
The pace of imperfection
Now it’s time to rest
Oui Oui
Champagne / Prosecco
Geographic differences
But it does matter
The Drought
Precipitation
Laying in the sun alone
I’ve really mist you
Woodgrain
A sweep of seconds
Dust in a dry riverbed
Claw marks in tree bark
Mutt
Why let there be light
A wooly mammoth tundra
Tunnels of a vole
Suction cups
Town hall in the church
The congregation hymnal
Pulls at my heart strings
Big Beautiful Owl Eyes
She sees way too much
Left is tele - right micro
Brown globes glistening
Digital Connection
Solar energy
The pulse of a shaman
Screen on a front porch