subtle lean:
tree on a hill,
windswept.
Windswept [Haiku]
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Spring Swerve [Free Verse]
Spring can swerve.
White patches,
holdouts from yesterday's snow,
are melted by today's rains.
Buds no sooner form
than are encased in ice.
No self-respecting Summer
day could bring snow.
Winter won't hatch
a butterfly.
Autumn can't turn
a red leaf back to green.
But Spring can swerve.
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Invaders [Haiku]
Spring glade:
small patch of light blue nests
in a yellow sea.
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Redbud [Haiku]
Polished Copper [Haiku]
Winter's warm light
on coppery Cyprus leaves
makes a polished glow.
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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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Weeds [Haiku]
summer grasses
wave atop a once mighty fort
that's gone to seed.
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Dog-Rose [Haiku]
lone Dog-rose bloom
sways in a Spring breeze,
lulling into trance.
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“Thou Strainest Through the Mountain Fern” (A Fragment) by William Wordsworth [w/ Audio]
Thou strainest through the mountain fern,
A most exiguously thin
Burn.
For all thy foam, for all thy din,
Thee shall the pallid lake inurn,
With well-a-day for Mr. Swin-
Burne!
Take then this quarto in thy fin
And, O thou stoker huge and stern,
The whole affair, outside and in,
Burn!
But save the true poetic kin,
The works of Mr. Robert Burn'
And William Wordsworth upon Tin-
Tern!
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Summer Fluff [Haiku]
gone to fluff:
flowers quietly await a
good, stiff breeze.
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