Category: daily life
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Nest of leaves
sun bleached bench pine cone nests on leaves you think maybe a squirrel has hidden it in plain sight or maybe it fell in the night and landed there like you fell in the night and landed here neither of you had control over the decision to exist and neither of you has control over…
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Eddie Albert at the Green Acres General Store
In this great, green, good morning Carol is up early and in her office, while I lie in bed listening to the day. An app on my phone lists birds that live in our neighborhood and feed at the bird cafe suspended in our yard. Twelve species light up the screen. A Northern Cardinal and…
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Resist
When Sylvester stalks the bird feeder, Tweety Bird keeps a watchful eye, refuses to give in to fear, or let the bastard win. 3-9-26
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Sacrifice
All season long Winter prepares for Spring, pushes stubborn leaves from their perch so new ones have a place to grow. Some fall on grass, some on moss, some on naked ground, and some fall into the fire. They sizzle for a moment before they’re gone. The others will be pushed to the curb for…
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Life’s road
life’s road leads forward even Robert’s fork leads forward no u-turn no reverse gear run out of fuel, pull over and quit 9-10-25
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rainy day front porch haiku
tires slap wet pavement leaves watch thirsty ground drink rain tree frogs trill thank you 8-14-25
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Red shift
somewhere along the journey you joined the retreat from darkness before the bang black sky between stars full with galaxies of light bright flash chases after you unable to catch up if we stop pushing each other away allow Creation to blind us of our darkness effulgent crimson becomes an ark sailing on seas of…
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Tired of waiting
tired of waiting for light to reveal truths written with invisible ink I put on a blindfold and lie down for a nap 8-10-25
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Buying stamps
My wife texted me from the Post Office The clerk offered new stamps with Nancy Reagan’s portrait She laughed, is that the best You can do and asked for ones with flowers 7-8-25
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Dance
to the prompt: Dancing ======================= Dance at the sock hop, the prom, the sweetheart formal. Dance in your bedroom alone in the dark. Dance to the memory of swirling, sweaty, young bodies. Dance when everyone has a partner and you’re the odd one out. Dance in the corn, the beans or fields of fluffy white…
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