Category: animals
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old age
Because the feral grey cat was not blessed with opposing thumbs and death knew where to perch so ticks could suck its neck, there was not one damn thing it could do to alleviate the itch. It did not lament impending death and went on living, hunting food, rolling in the dust, fleeing just beyond…
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batrachian haiku
in high grass by pond days removed from tadpole spawn frogs of dewy dawn 7-9-22
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haiku in time of rising food prices
during inflation hungry mice eat any cheese and don’t demand Brie 7-2-22
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surface tension
Insects light gently on the pond A thousand tiny circles intertwine A fish rises up to feed And overwhelms concentric lines Turtle periscopes water A valley wake where circles disappear You sit on dry land Wishing you could fly 6-27-22
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Dark symphony
porch sitting summer solestice eve bare feet tap midnight call and response cicadas sing high descant tree frogs could not reach 6-21-22
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humility tanka
feral cat strolls by stares as if I don’t exist disappears again no thank you for your service because rent is paid in full 6-22-22
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tercet sun
Chilly dawn at water’s edge Anole hides in bush Waiting on the sun Suction toes hold it Hanging on the underside of a leaf You gather dead limbs Add them to your burn pile For cooler nights to come You study a preliminary translation For ‘Ode of the Dove’ Sip cold tea Wish you were…
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sunrise haiku
trees drip last night’s rain geese parade in single file frogs croak welcome home 6-18-22
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haiku for a fish
you don’t need to jump ripples on the pond tell me there is life below 6-1-22
