Category: Birds
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Silent night
in early evening frogs call back and forth back and forth among the trees late at night frogs go quiet and only the moon and stars ask questions of the trees did their voices give out or did they give in and talking is no longer needed? 4-14-25
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Questions for my ancestor
When did the first fish crest spy the shore and believe dry land was an option? And how many generations before that first step and how many more generations until cruise ships became all the rage? 4-14-25
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After the downpour
All day and all night the rain washed pollen from the air. Maybe the world will breath a little easier. In the downpour frogs still call, “Over here, over here, I am all alone,” sounds of love within the flood. Listen to the thrashing in rain, while Dow Jones swirls in the drain on its…
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Birdwatching with Ruth Westheimer
mockingbirds are monogamous according to ornithologists mockingbirds are masters of mimicry according to ornithologists mockingbirds must practice role play inferred by ornithologists 3-27-25
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haiku from our daughter’s front porch
squirrels twerk on fence chickens cackle good morning voyeur sun in trees 2-21-23
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Mayor of the crescent moon
crescent moon hooks sharp ends into the horizon pulls a blanket slowly over the sun campaigning for re-election Mick O’Possum waddles down the street while deer look both ways before crossing racoon scavenges trash for hors d’oeuvres feral cat strolls nonchalantly through a yard doesn’t care enough to vote 2-2-25
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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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Walking shadow
bird lifts from perch detaches from its shadow and soars no matter how far I walk or fast I run my shadow clings to my feet and holds me here 1-12-25
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haiku of the pond
geese and mallards feud unperturbed white egret stalks breakfast along shore 1-12-25
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