A thick cloud nestled into the
valley down below,
I wonder if the forager
in that streambed knows
that it's sunny above.
Foggy Stream [Lyric]
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Tag Archives: nature
DAILY PHOTO: Mussoorie Monkeys
“Afternoon on a Hill” by Edna St. Vincent Millay [w/ Audio]
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
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Weightless [Haiku]
a heron stands tall
at the branch’s end,
as if weightless.
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DAILY PHOTO: Foggy Mountains
Staggering [Haiku]
hill slope trees
like staggering figures:
soon swallowed in fog.
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Right-Side-Down [Haiku]
the butterfly
knows no upside-down, only
where the flowers are.
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PROMPT: Excited
Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.
Going for a walk this morning. (I’m like a dog that way…. except I don’t pee during my walks… usually.)
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Nature Reclaims [Lyric Poem]
All it takes is one thin crack, and
A fine flurry of blowing seed.
And nature takes back all that land --
Wall-to-wall with growing weeds.
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Death of a Stout Tree [Common Meter]
Oh, those high waters are rising;
They've spilled their banks in flood,
Slouching toward the Tree of Life:
Its roots immersed in mud.
That tree is just so stout & straight --
Unambitious of height --
Not man nor beast could knock it down,
Regardless of their might.
But just a long soak of its roots --
A gift of too much good --
And then a well-timed gust of wind
Will turn that tree to wood.
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