There is health in thy gray wing,
Health of nature's furnishing.
Say, thou modern-winged antique,
Was thy mistress ever sick?
In each heaving of thy wing
Thou dost health and leisure bring,
Thou dost waive disease and pain
And resume new life again.
barbed-wire strand:
a two-way ant highway,
around the pasture.
Our closest relative, the Chimpanzee
Lacks our affinity to be fancy.
To them we are but pant-wearing buffoons
Who've lost all freedom to shoot the moon.
walking in rice stalk,
grasshoppers ping forward,
plink - plink - CRUNCH - plink...
funnel-web spider
sprints out -- tremor-triggered --
miffed to see hiker.
The Blue Sheep must be ever so sad:
For of all the colors in which its clad --
None is blue; there're shades of brown, black, and white,
But blue must be symbolic, if judged by sight.
brisk morn dragonfly:
too cold to move, or dead?
unmoved by footfall.
Everyday at an appointed hour
the Swamp Deer takes an anti-shower.
It hooks its antlers into the muck,
and with a twist and shake mud is chucked
upward, where it rains down on the beast.
It's stinky and slimy, but it's cool, at least.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 