Like cows with their cud
we would chew constantly, and
then we’d all swallow.
If gum were chocolate
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Tag Archives: nature
Insomnia bordering on insanity
Night winds roar like a
giant parent screaming “Go
to sleep!” without words.
Driving home at sunset
Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.
In memoriam: Mrs. G
Now that the snow is
gone, her neglected garden
pokes up stalks of loss.
Snow in March
Hats, gloves, put away
in optimism return
for winter’s last gasp.
only blog can make a tree
a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language
Spring in the air
Mud has a smell that’s
like waking up to coffee.
You know you’re alive.
Snowmelt
the constant dripping
nature’s tears of joy as she
sees her world reborn
March 20
The equinox means
equal night and day worldwide
yin and yang of light.
Spring equinox
Days grow longer like
smiles that stretch wider as one
greets a long lost friend.
a haiku a day 