the maple sapling flexes in the breeze, but holds its leaves
Autumn Sapling [Haiku]
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Tea Master [Free Verse]
drink the wisdom -- you'll find it more in the heat than in the liquid subtle - like the flavor of tea in drinking it you'll discover: there is no tea, but the tea -- a tea-less tea the life in you the life in me melted into a mound of unity
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Long Shadows [Haiku]
Unclocked Hours [Free Verse]
Stepping out onto a city street in the cool, unclocked hours of the morning. One looks about, but not as one does in daylight -- i.e. in response to sound. Instead, one looks about in response to the lack of sound. A clawing sound from a burrowing rat isn't worth one's attention. It's the silence that calls upon the mind as to a sailor on shore leave.
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Autumn’s Elegy [Haiku]
Bleeding Leaf [Haiku]
each leaf bleeds red with its own blotched pattern in its own time
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Moon Echo [Haiku]
the moon ‘s an echo
of the porchlight that burns
across the yard
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The Outsider [Haiku]
Fall in the Cemetery [Haiku]
autumn graveyard -- one tree holds its leaves for no one in particular
