Tag: Poetry
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Common Cents
A little patch of wild grass, Some flowers draped across the fence, Times are hard; dollars obsolete, So we decorate with our common cents. About the Image: I saw this exterior fence while walking today, and I just had to take a pic. The simplicity of it, and the fact that it “almost” looks staged,…
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Perfect Date
Steakhouse rendezvous, Moonlit kisses for dessert, Icing on the cake. This is a bit foreign to me since dating is NOT in my vocabulary at the moment, but what the heck. Now that I think about it, I don’t know if anyone is really thinking about dating right now. I do think, however, that this…
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Hanging On
I watched little leaves, Drifting in the wind.Spinning, twirling, floating.Landing ever so softly,On the ground beneath my feet. On the branch above,One was still hanging on.Quivering in the breeze. And I wondered…Was it shaking from fear,Afraid to let go?Or was it fighting to break free,Hoping to fly? And I wondered…If that were me,What would I do?Would…
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Not an Island
I am not an island, That is what I have been told. But I am alone when at sea, it seems, Paddling out in the cold. I am not an island, Isolation takes its toll. But the fish and birds accompany me, While the ocean feeds my soul. Written for the Word of the Day…
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Child’s Play
They’re coming for us! Swords blazing bright, fight or flight… Get out while you can! It kind of ruins the mood when I try to explain everything, but this Image and Haiku are just too weird to NOT have something to back them up. The base of the abstract is a jungle gym at a…
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As the Crow flies
Dignified hunter, The dark ruler of the sky, Wings spread, you’ll fly… high. I captured this crow in our neighbors tree the other day and decided he was worth the (computer) time and struggle. He was all alone—practicing social distancing I suppose—and we connected for a minute or two before he lifted his wings for…
a sprinkle of faith 