Category: nature
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a question for Merlin
birds sing back and forth celebrating the day or maybe, they call out pick me, pick me or delineate territory don’t come too close? 8-15-25
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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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Blue bloom
it does not take a bouquet to see beauty in a blue bloom open your eyes before you crush it under foot 8-11-25
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Night’s curtain
at night you write poems with ink of light etching ancient truths on night’s curtain the white hot pen does not sear your fingers in the morning words melt away in sunlight you try to remember what is written a bright stylus pressing against the night your only memory 8-9-25
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umbrella haikus
rain in the forecast umbrella skies, muddy shoes and long summer naps summer rain rattles leaves in trees, gutters and drains thunder shakes the sky tree frogs unafraid of heavy rain and lightning celebrate the storm 8-5-25
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Epsom salts
Sitting on the porch scalding my feet in Epsom salts. Rocking back and forth in an old chair. Lamenting the sacrifice of the tree. Wondering what other pieces were torn from its corpse. Does it mourn the loss of siblings living in other homes or that fell off the dock at the furniture store. Sitting…
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haiku requiem of corn
bright blue summer day golden tassels in a field corn’s sweetest harvest 7-25-25
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the crunch of haiku litter
in heat of summer last year’s harvest of brown leaves call remember me 7-25-25
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