Category: wind
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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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living in 4/4 time
All night it rained/Morning smelled fresh/Glistened on green Tacit Wind walks through trees/Shakes water loose/Patters on leaves 8-20-20
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haiku after rain
soft sings high grass bird gentle wind shakes wet from trees last night’s rain falls twice 7-30-20
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Trade winds
Bright sun in an empty sky Pale haze of Sahara sand Trade winds laugh at borders Breathe in deep of Mother Africa 6-27-20 **my title– wife
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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…
My husband's poetry 