Category: nature
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tanka meditation
by still water’s edge bumble bee hovers in air both of us seeking we honor each other’s space its mantra drones in my ear 4-17-24
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Ridvan in the Park
low above the water insects glint in the sun small bird flits among them harvesting light wings touch the surface ripples run to the shore it’s not necessary to know what species the dance of light is enough 4-19-24
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Mary Shelly’s fishing lure
a lure caught in low branches abandoned by its owner suspended in air left to gaze out at water just beyond reach unable to fish tiny glass eyes stare out begging for help I stare back with nothing to say 4-20-24
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haiku rain
wet Sunday morning wildflowers covered in dew put on your old shoes 4-21-24
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haiku for a grey day
turtle on mud bank mallard glides silently by and that is enough 4-22-24
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Friday haiku
overcast morningon the other side of cloudsit’s a sunny day 4-26-24
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Sunday haiku
blue, blue morning sky all of the trees have gone green pond reflects the day 4-28-24
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dusk songs in the bush, in a tree, across the street, in the park, in my neighbor’s yard songs sung short and sweet 4-28-24
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Labor Day
Small limb dressed in blue-green lichen, light as balsa wood, falls at my feet, all used up, breaks into three pieces, fit for the fire. I finish my coffee, rise from my chair, go inside change my clothes, and face the day. 9-2-24
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