Category: nature
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Dog day dancer
This morning, I found you Body art by Cezanne Trying to tap dance The bottom of the sky I turned you over with a stick You turned back to dancing Where no floor exists I listened as you called In the middle of the night In shadows of daylight Singing in trees Did you find…
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hot August haikus
humid afternoon Cicadas sing…an owl hoots the woods is confused street ball on recess basketball on concrete court too damn hot to hoop children across the street laughing under lawn sprinkler why not an old man? 8-8-21
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WHIMSY
In the wet of morning I walk among pages of clothing and furniture ads in search of articles to read I think poets could write better ad copy; we would dress it up in whimsy humor and verbs…lots of verbs Eyes would linger a bit longer on product examine the stitch and cut the faces…
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New Orleans 2010
(edited to third person- maybe I’ll write a chapbook of memories referring to myself in third person) ======================= he walked all night in the French Quarter beignet sugar dust on his coat sat on a bench among the homeless watched the sun rise over the river listened to conversations as if he sat on a…
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haiku hometown Sunday morning
hazy chill morning dog walkers, coffee drinkers Sunday on Main Street avoid all sermons pray for me and I for you church bells chiming, Come street sanctuaries worship wth a smiley face no napping allowed 8-1-21
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fungal haiku
last night’s thunder storm knocked out our internet, but woke the wood wide web
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haiku swelter
confused summer sky lightning on the horizon our yard sits in sun 7-27-21
