Haiku And Other Aperçus

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Saturday, October 4, 2014

Two Days Gone

All closed up, windows staring blankly back as if dazed that the TV is not playing. No smell of cooking, no doors being opened or slamming shut. No one around, no hammering or sawing, no lathe noises from the wood-working shed. The lawn has been mowed recently, the mailbox is empty, neighborhood... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 3, 2014

Forty-Nine Years Ago

The first time ever I saw this place, there was a busy beaver lodge constructed with branches and mud, and a lot more water dammed up. The trees along the banks had been gnawed around by strong teeth and powerful jaws. Now I live across the road. The beaver lodge is long gone; the old trees that the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 2, 2014

After The Storm

wispy cloud cover veils the waning gibbous moon the storm dissipates Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 1, 2014

One More Time

turning again, it's beauty time once more as all autumn sings to me Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 28, 2014

Painted Fire

If I remember right, it was Samuel Langhorn Clemens who named his hound dog "Bark Twain" because the silly old thing would only bay twice when he treed a 'coon, and then he'd lie down and be lazy to wait. My littlest grandchild, Ryan, who turned four not long ago, tonight read me a bedtime... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 18, 2014

Create Now

a little girl should play continuously, for it is work to her Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 14, 2014

Much Better Than Haiku

A picture is still worth a thousand words. I could never in a million years write anything that would in any way give credence to this picture. Photograph: Hasan Bağlar National Geographic/Turkey I just love good photographs of the wonders of our world. I am so thankful for all of nature's wonderful... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Meet Me

sycamore leaves are turning brown--ready or not autumn's splendor comes Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Kitchen Gore

bright red everywhere... on the knife, my hands, the sink-- beet goodness dripping Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 7, 2014

Majestic Mating

cicada "singing" clicking its tymbals, calling for one special one Sign in to see full entry.

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