On a pleasant mid-Spring day,
A bird landed -- no bounce or sway.
It perched, chirping - as if in play:
I blinked, and it'd flown away.
Bird on a Wire [Lyric Poem]
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pink blossom drops
in still morning air
beside a quiet lake.

narrow channel,
waving reeds on each side,
boat glides blindly through.

spherical blooms,
arrayed like planets,
bees zip through.