Category: water /muddy water
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what about dead fish?
water drowns city noise a sign says, Alligators May Live Here plastic snake, ziploc baggie small stuffed bear and pieces of driftwood on the shore turtles sunbathe on rocks long-legged birds stalk the rapid edge butterflies flit around dead fish 6-4-21
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quiet walk dawn rises water drop falls in tree litter lands one leaf bounces or was it reaching up for more 6-3-21
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Thursday’s forecast
silt brown water reflects cotton candy sky turtles line a log like fancy dinner plates on a shelf tree frogs drone bull frogs play tympany birds sing hallelujah to the sun two green anoles court on wet fence rail forecast is for drizzle with prolonged periods of calm 6-3-21
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sitting in the clammy dew
Out under the trees where groundskeepers never go leaves stand thick around a bench with a cracked slat of faded wood On this foggy bottom morning I carry a notebook, a pen, a new book to read and coffee in my blue cup I sit upon the dewy bench sip warm coffee open the book…
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Bob’s Reggae kind of morning
Last night’s rain drops Drip from trees Rhythms birds sing Not taught in school Water strums on leaves A knowing back beat “Cause every little thing Is gonna be alright” 9-25-20
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beside distilled water
because our kitchen is too small because we do not have counter space for one of those filtration units that extract death from city water we religiously recycle plastic bottles in a blue plastic barrel the city provides when I exercise, I sweat profusely sit on the porch and guzzle store bought water through a…
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haiku written from the comfort of my porch
no wind, steady rain sunrise coffee warms my soul homeless sleep in mud 8-23-20
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H20
Three atom molecule too little, you die too much, you drown It falls, rises, spins and uproots flows, runs, drifts, ebbs with the tide fills beds of streams, rivers, lakes and sea it carries mountains on its back Universal solvent matrix of life without it we are dust 8-12-20
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surrender
for a moment in time a drop of dew hung swelled and quivered in sun vibrated yellow, orange and red blue and green released its grip on a leaf surrendered its form to the pull of earth 7-26-20
My husband's poetry 