Category: Birds
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Summertime
If you rise up before heat descends upon the day, insects still sing their high descant, while birds call back and forth, wake up, you’ve survived another night, there is work to be done. 6-29-23
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anti-malarial tanka
heavy air morning single drop breaks pond surface no wind, almost rain brown duck spreads wings flies away I wish the skeeters would, too 6-30-23
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Saturday haiku
squirrel on a bench tiny footsteps beside me hunger breeds courage 7-1-23
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Turtle on the edge
How long will you sit half up – half down trying to decide your way forward? Are you disoriented from last night’s storm? Are you looking for a dry place to rest or seeking higher ground? if you could talk, I’d gather you up and carry you there. 7-22-23
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Of the pond
still water mirror reflects the sky insects drone birds are quiet swallowtail glints yellow in the sun dragonfly skims weeds along the shore breeze flees hot morning waits for evening to return 7-25-23
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haiku while reading Smithsonian
Andean glass frogs thrive free from prying eyes – don’t ask me how they mate 1-9-25
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Georgia morning haiku
at our daughter’s place insects sing to wind in trees crows argue in woods 8-5-23
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maybe it will rain
squirrels are sleeping in robins and cardinals forage in tall grass dew lies thick upon the ground air heavy and warm insects are quiet this morning hawk circles high above distant train wails it’s leaving town but will return 8-10-23
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lizard haiku for politicians
turns tan straddling fence primary colored anole red, blue, yellow, too 8-16-23
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snake’s head
dancing in the grass reptile tail tattoo moves in rhythm up and down her spine snake’s head somewhere below beltline no questions asked no answers given
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