Category: nature
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Contentment
cool tree shadows birds call back and forth breeze talks with leaves shakes loose a green nut and falls at my feet I do not know when is a good time for my soul to fly but a day much like today would be okay 5/27/24
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Vesper nights on Edisto
low country dusk long-legged swamp birds dress in feathered robes blue and white, black and grey along tidal creeks and on dirt roads oaks grow long moss beards owls call from darkening shadows I don’t believe in ghosts or disembodied souls but if I ever do this would be the time and place 5/27/24
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Low tide
brackish water smells of decaying reeds and fish crabs scurry back into mud, await tide’s return crest the dunes on bare feet; walk an empty beach before sun microwaves the sand unfold a chair at water’s edge, dip feet in foam, read another horrible New Yorker academic poem where sky and water meet, brown pelican…
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spring haiku
latent amidst green lives autumn’s colors and death waiting for its time 5/27/24
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Haiku backyard brunch
Aesop’s crow squabbles on fence with cooped up chickens about table scraps 5-24-24
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afternoon haiku
bright sun climbs tree trunk shadows crawl across the ground going nowhere fast 5-22-24
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recycling day
Sit in a lawn chair read Keats wait for the city truck to haul away trash we call recycling. Plaintive bird calls three times from the bush. No reply. 5-20-24
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yellow haiku
swaying in the breeze dandelion on spindly stem dancing at my feet 5-20-24
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rain drips from trees drums dry brown leaves snare rattles downspouts birds sing call and response highway drones bass line sit silent and listen 5-19-24
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