Category: Birds
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haiku ritual
rituals beginin limbs of oak and mapletwo mockingbirds dance 3-19-20
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‘Dead dogs. Dad’s dog and the dead.’
My brother texted – Dad’s dog is dying. I wanted to call and let Dad know his dog was dying, but Dad doesn’t take calls any more. This morning, I thought of a story he told from his childhood; a story about a stray dog and his family didn’t have enough food to feed it.…
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dog haiku
4 a.m. howling sit with your dog on the porch or take it inside (a haiku ranting about rude dog owners two doors up the street who do not walk their dog but just let it outside in their yard, even in the middle of the night) 3-16-20
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Alternative Zoology 101
A squirrel in the magnolias at Gervias and Assembly Is cowed by a pig that ruts on a private golf course. How a pig can cow a squirrel, I do not know. 3-15-20 Written for my friend, Arik and the campaign to close our public schools during this world pandemic
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On the corner of Brandon and Landon roads
2 am, from my porch one lone frog is all I hear. I have seen no possums; even the Mayor of Moonlight is avoiding me. Helicopters come from the fort’s direction; fly low over the park shaking the house. Where are they going? Is it necessary to fly so low at 2 am? Lonely, ring-tailed…
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Sand Djinning
low tide stroll gulls hover for handouts … pin holes in sand pop open as you watch … ocean introverts ghost shrimp tunnel deep … ebbing tide flees a waning moon 3-9-20
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haiku for 3-04
tired of rain, song birdsask the morning breeze about newsof blue skies and sun
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