Category: nature
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haiku for 3-04
tired of rain, song birdsask the morning breeze about newsof blue skies and sun
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How Nothing Gets Done
after a storm wishing you had a saw doesn’t clear debris blocking the path through the woods or cut and stack firewood in your yard or build a fire to sit around with friends 2-28-20
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Venison
“A fawn discovering its legs/she perched on tall heels/with faux diamonds on the toes” from ‘Girl on the Bus’ by Andrew K Clark midnight deer stilted headlight run across road three friends wait late night foray stiletto feet tail in air if she’s not careful she won’t see morning 2-25-20
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Haze
What is it about acrid smoke haze at dusk that makes you think of sandlot football family suppers and warm thoughts? What is it about burning leaves sock hat and gloves stirring dry leaves into a fire before you go inside? What is it about smokey piles dotting the neighborhood flavoring air like fog off…
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Birch tree
a birch tree grew in my neighbor’s yard I would peel paper thin bark write letters for the wind to read snow would bend graceful arches of slender limbs to ground the winter – when ravaging ice snapped it at its base I quit writing messages to the wind 2-23-20
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Canticle of bones
in the rain in a green field in homage of another time stands an abandoned house we know what kills a farm chases a family to the city but not what kills a whale that swims in a field of green ___ bleached bone corpse stripped of bark where children played swung on branches laughed…
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