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Category Archives: nature
Just a bit
I need a little more time
say a month
added to each day
For love so that its echoes
will remain when I am gone
To listen once again to live voices
in sustained pianissimo
And to capture light
the way I see it
Haiku for a spring Monday
tree crowns washed by sun
dawn’s point of gleam inching right
buds are not ready
A way through
Birds perch on the balding arms
and bud knobbed fingers
of the kitchen door apple tree
There is a flashing gleam
from the eye of a jay
the sun finding unlikely passage
My mind blinks in disbelief
that such a thing could be
My heart knows better
and begins to sing
Haiku for a March Friday
silver cloud fingers
swift birds fly across the wind
dawn light rising cold
Haiku for a Monday night
blowing wind comes fast
scraping at the full moon’s light
spring is not here yet
Looking down
It was bright enough
to see dark trunks
rising out of the snow
looking down into the open
brook delta of my woods
Another night of moon
on opal white
Haiku for a Saturday sunrise
slow flurries dancing
flemish clouds framing the sun
wings beating on snow
Haiku for a Friday morning
doves feed at first light
days stretching out at each end
more snow is falling
Haiku for a feeder Tuesday
many rowdy jays
a feather hunched morning dove
hawk gliding over
Outriders
There are days I see
the broad shape of earth
in the clouds
arriving ahead of wind and snow
tails feathered to a point
evaporating ether like
in ice clear sky
We can only guess
at the cold
they announce
racing battle pennants
for a promised storm
The rattle of their casting bones
driving us to shelter
Haiku for a stormy Monday
white pines draped in snow
fierce winds shepherd the new storm
birds will need more food
