Chiricahua Mountains. May 14, 2019.
Lush green at a tilt
folding us in an embrace
spirits replenished
Friday Haiku
poetry
I believe
American Robin. February 14, 2020.
You have to believe in happiness,
Or happiness never comes …
Ah, that’s the reason a bird can sing –
On his darkest day he believes in Spring.
~ Douglas Malloch
Friday Haiku
February 14, 2020.
A Dark-eyed Junco
feathered flamenco dancer
photographer’s goof
Friday Haiku
Out my window. February 7, 2020.
Snow fell, keeps falling
blanketing my whole wide world
sky meeting the ground
Enter this wild wood
Cave Creek Canyon, Chiricahua Mountains. May 16, 2019
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs
No school of long experience, that the world
Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen
Enough of all its sorrows, crimes, and cares,
To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood
And view the haunts of Nature . . .
~ William Cullen Bryant
Friday Haiku
American Robin. January 21, 2020.
Glance over shoulder
say Good-bye, January
brighter days ahead
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Neatly packaged poop
as should be all of life’s crap
in the meanwhile, scat!
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Needed a bright boost
looked closely at upper left
found a wee bonus.
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Long ago pop fly
wiffle ball in hiding
game over for bat.
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White Admiral Butterfly. Blakeslee, PA. August 8, 2019
outshining the rocks
White Admiral Butterfly
no salute required
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Felt a bit stabby
sharp, cold implements lined up
sunshine saved the day.
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October 8, 2019
Fancy insect trick
walking across the window
casting two shadows.
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Centennial Cone Park hike with Laura Perdew. July 10, 2019.
Flora and fauna
portrait of nature’s balance
summer memories.
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November 7, 2019
Cold, heartless ice storm
captured fallen maple leaves
they’re stuck and I fell.
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Misshapen snowballs
thrown by shovel into yard
fuel for springtime blooms.
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Juvenile Black-headed Grosbeak. Cave Creek Canyon Ranch. May 16, 2019.
Hey, surprise surprise
thought I’d post flora photo
zoomed in and found bird!
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Wings of gossamer
make acrobatic flyers
rest stops are needed.
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These snow-covered lines
already freed by sunshine
I can’t hold a grudge
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Today I’d like to
fly far, far away from here
flap wings and escape.
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Wild bouquet for me
reward for making day’s goal
purple soothes my soul.
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Irrigation ditch. Florida, 5.3.19.
So pretty in pink
pausing for admiration
now fly, dragon, fly.
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Hey there, pollen pants
bee who makes my garden grow
many thanks to you.
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Some days are like that
dead tired and out of focus
now it’s time for sleep.
Friday Haiku
Hike to Square Top Lakes. August 28, 2019.
Hardy little plants
in hostile environment
nature’s warriors.
Friday Haiku
Blue jay blue feeder
her fashion accessory
or her camouflage?
