Category: nature
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morning haiku
still wet the morningsunlight asks the dark to leavetrees drip last night’s rain 5-23-20
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and I think it’s going to rain today
(stream of consciousness poem) On my sixty-eighth birthday a tropical depression spins offshore and the forecast is for rain all week and I worry about whole beaches being torn from the shore and the song ‘And I Think It’s Going To Rain Today’ is caught in the riptide in my head and I curse Randy…
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no anesthesia
Spiraled black-speckled flypaper waves in the wind from the porch For family summer picnic fun on the farm flies trapped in glue, struggle till they die Chickens, a pig and a cow are slaughtered deviled eggs, tomatoes and green beans prepared Rocky mountain oysters sit fried in a bowl on the table Harvested from ball…
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It is enough
A few minutes after sunrise the sun hits a gap in the trees blinded by glare I look away Listen to mockingbirds the hoot of an owl before it sleeps in a tree It is the faint trill in the woods I listen for I do not know this bird by name someday, I may…
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The Congress of Birds
(any allusions to Attar’s The Conference of Birds are subconscious and probably intentional) Birds fuss at the sun squirrels, the neighbor’s cat a snake and other birds They call back and forth in bushes and trees from fence and power lines Some may even bully honk get out of my way I’m coming through There…
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The Last Super Moon of the Year of COVID-19
A friend told me last night, she and her husband looked out over the ocean at the last super moon of 2020 She said it would be just as beautiful tonight My wife and I live in an urban forest dotted with houses At moonrise we walked two blocks to a darkened ball field trees…
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The Crow Called…..Awe, Awe, Awe
“for my friend, Drew” in defiance, tall trees clapped and shook their fists argued all night at a cool blustery spring wind sleepless birds wisely stayed silent you got up composed a poem on the porch while standing in the dark eventually, you went back to bed waited for dawn when Carolina wrens sang in…
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