Category: trees
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Fall festival
day leans away from light mushrooms brown to rot gather high the firewood winter waits for solstice moon moss lies green upon the hill I think I’ll rake some leaves 10-12-21
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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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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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haiku meditation of a dead branch awaiting rain
tired limb begs the rain to send Kevorkian winds end this dangling death 9-20-21
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After rain
Moss greens bright Sporangium dance in light Berries ignite the burning bush Humidity gathers on skin How many angels can sip tea On the head of a pin? Desiring reanimation And its second coming Rain drips from trees Upon the ground 9-6-26
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covid haiku
in midst of summer a yellow leaf falls from tree you watched it descend 8-13-21
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The leaning tree
You lean ever so slightly towards death Lichen climb your trunk Mushrooms bloom in last year’s leaves Offspring stand tall around you Branches intertwined support you in a wind ___ One night gravity will gather you to itself Neighbors will come stare at your body Marvel at roots grasping air ___ When everyone has gone…
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after last night’s rain
because I was sleeping I do not know if cicadas sang all night they greeted me at dawn as I walked in the park coffee cup in hand the surface of the pond rippled reflected trees long shadows became light insistent life droned sonic Tinder profiles pick me, pick me, pick me 7-17-21
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