Category: trees
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Above the tree line
(“I exist in two places, here and where you are.” Margaret Atwood) I built my cabin in the mountains. Friends bring me provisions. I cook them dinner. We talk until they are bored and descend again among the living. I remain alone to feed above the tree line pulling sustenance from thin air. 4-18-25
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Spring haiku
grooving in sunshine on the ground and in the trees light and shadow dance 4-14-25
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Blue daylight
blue daylight drowns horizon’s fire only to re-ignite in the west it burns below the edge of the world and re-appears in a burst flame in eastern skies before it drowns again in blue, blue daylight 4-1-25
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Growing a tree
If leaf and root learn to amiably communicate they may understand one another the leaf could gather more light to feed the root and prepare the tree to survive the coming storm and save them all 5-14-23
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Haiku of Hoosier in the land of cotton
late, leafing, green tree ya ain’t from ’round here are ya? never quite accepted 5-9-23
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Focus
Some days all you see is dirty brown pond water focus on the attribute of reflection green trees and blue skies 5-3-23
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haiku for a breezy day
sitting on the porch watching wind dance with the trees nature’s playlist rocks 4-7-23
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Rush hour
leaves run before the wind rattle in the street where they’re going I don’t know and they did not say they tumbled over one another running before the wind trying to get away 1-12-23
My husband's poetry 