summer sunlight sparkles on the sea; a boat rocks idly
Summer Seas [Haiku]
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high tide sweeps
around the beach rocks,
and then they’re islands.

open road mural
triggers wanderlust;
i stop to look.

from a speeding train,
i see a fresh-plowed field
in which nothing moves.

golden trumpet
lives up to its name
when sunrise strikes.
I stared, and stared, into a leaf
until my vision changed.
And I could see the whole, wide world
so artfully arranged.
The leaf, it mapped my universe
from atom to the sprawl.
Compressed, layer-on-layer, there
was one and, at once, all.
But before I could grasp all that
this vision truly meant,
a gust of wind did catch that leaf,
and fluttering it went.