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chilly morning...a rooster auditionsthe dog
keeping time -my handsmiss a beat
thud! squirrel -it wasn't an acorn falling that yo...
rain,and insidethe serenade begins
zen garden -Buddha sitsin rain water
a heron feedscasting rippleson the water
a droughtone marigoldto decorate the deity
a brown diamondbezel of green grass,my son steals ...
peaches -alomst time to harvesthurricane Ike took ...
burrs -the dog's daily offeringto the carpet
in the shadea light trickles thruthe Bodhi tree
rooster,rise and shine- Ra
roasting chestnuts -the squirrel waitsat the door
footfallscrunch golden redthe path underneath
rustling leaves -the author works for nuts
junk mail -the fireplace belches
lost for words,outside a dog barks
a tree...the last leafalone and cold
Friday, October 31, 2008
chilly morning...
a rooster auditions
the dog
Thursday, October 30, 2008
keeping time -
my hands
miss a beat
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
thud! squirrel -
it wasn't an acorn falling that you heard,
your tail now hangs on an antenna
rain,
and inside
the serenade begins
zen garden -
Buddha sits
in rain water
a heron feeds
casting ripples
on the water
a drought
one marigold
to decorate the deity
a brown diamond
bezel of green grass,
my son steals home
peaches -
alomst time to harvest
hurricane Ike took first pick
burrs -
the dog's daily offering
to the carpet
in the shade
a light trickles thru
the Bodhi tree
rooster,
rise and shine
- Ra
roasting chestnuts -
the squirrel waits
at the door
footfalls
crunch golden red
the path underneath
rustling leaves -
the author works for nuts
junk mail -
the fireplace belches
lost for words,
outside a dog barks
a tree...
the last leaf
alone and cold
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