Category: nature
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Mindfulness
Between bare boughs blooms morning glory blue and wispy clouds of angel breath. Winged silhouettes on thermals. You adrift below them on a bench. Their shadows chase along the ground. 1-3-25
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Rush hour
leaves run before the wind rattle in the street where they’re going I don’t know and they did not say they tumbled over one another running before the wind trying to get away 1-12-23
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Augury
Because there are no worms or flies this time of year, I will not begrudge a murder of crows a careless squirrel, lying dead in the road. Every once in awhile an easy meal’s okay. Maybe they’ll be more cautious than roadkill squirrels and won’t adorn a grille 1-18-23
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Along the fence line
On a winter day I asked the bare bush that invades the fence line near water’s edge about spring and the bright green anoles that chase along the rail and flush their necks coral pink hoping nubile anoles might see. It replied, “Soon, old man, soon” 1-19-23
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3 poems on 1-23-23
#1 Water is muddy After rain During drought Clear Of the Two, I much prefer Rain. ========================================= #2 Plastic bottle floating among weeds along the shore did the rain push you or did someone throw you in? I will wait for the wind to drive you closer to shore before I gather you up for…
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haiku for the mycelium within
deep within hard ground something desires to be free open up, let it out 5-29-25
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haiku rinse
moss glows fertile green birds sing the morning awake woods drip last night’s rain 5-30-25
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Fresh cut flowers
Bouquets of roses Fresh cut Look alive But are dead Sit on tables In pretty vases Wait for The compost pile Admired By the living A funeral parlor’s Sweet fragrance 6-2-25
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