a shade of orange
that doesn’t exist in nature…
yet - there it is!
Cheeto Skies [Senryū]
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Category Archives: Color
Passing Buddha [Lyric Poem]
The train is speeding down the line.
Gold Buddha glints in the sunshine.
Jarring is the train whistle’s whine,
we plunge into a dark tunnel.
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Green Hills [Lyric Poem]
So many hills I have seen
That grow so soft and thick and green.
Though jagged rocks sit down below
The grass and shrubs and weeds that grow
Through cracks and gaps, in mud patches --
Sprawling wide from tight-knit batches
That stone cannot constrain or kill.
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DAILY PHOTO: Illuminights, Roanoke
DAILY PHOTO: Sky Fire
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Autumn Passing [Haiku]
each passing day
more yellow carpets the ground,
more blue shows through.
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DAILY PHOTO: Autumn Red
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DAILY PHOTO: Autumn Ginko
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Blue [Haiku]
with sun down,
the sky lingers in blue,
then fades to black.
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DAILY PHOTO: Limestone Mountains
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