Category: nature
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seventeen syllables of potentiality
within one acorn forests patiently await with bushels of nuts 10-12-21
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High, narrow ledge
high, narrow ledge fire behind net below ready to jump – no wait – needing to jump he wonders if the last jumper was smaller than him holds his breath shuts his eyes steps into space 10-12-21
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Celtic Dawn
Blue heron, maid of mist It’s been a while; where have you been? Shadow wades far shore, spreads wings Rises up, lands, stalks grass near shore Coffee grows cold in cup I stand frozen; please, stay Heron rises up, again …and flies 10-10-21
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another pre-dawn haiku
sit in wet chair and last night’s rain will kiss your ass you will pray for sun 10-6-21
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Ode to a garden spider
October night Congeals jelly spirit Do you sleep Or just slow down? Morning light warms Swollen joints and jaws Death shroud wrapped Night fliers Invade dreams Await brunch Go suck the juice Of living day 10-5-21
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early autumn haiku
reluctant summer resists the famine of light winter’s promised night 10-4-21
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Tanka to lift the morning chill
sun sets sky on fire light climbs down from tops of trees burns along the ground chases mist from water’s edge tells night birds it’s time for bed 9-25-21
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Solstice
No wind to stir and drive the rain under bottom split rails long dry lines fence the ground Tired yellow leaves leap into warm autumn air tilting leisurely as they fall Green trees patiently wait until light no longer cooks carbon candy I do not know which way is best the first have friends to…
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