The year’s first fireflies –
Waiting to see in the dark~
A fox cub, staring.
Month: May 2015
Welcome
Memorial Day –
An anniversary too ~
A neighbour’s roses.
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Mistype a date –
A year, far in the future ~
Will have left by then.
Binn agus Searbh
This year it grows hot –
Read, cook, drink outside, also ~
The first mosquito.
Habits
Toothpaste for breakfast –
Stomach still awaits first smoke ~
These fourteen long years.
Freeport
Even paradise –
Has its ports, its containers ~
Yes, the spice must flow.
(My regards to the people of Freeport and beautiful Grand Bahama, a credit to their friendly and welcoming nation)
Persistent
Flotsam and jetsam –
Battered plastic toy rhino ~
Relic of our age.
Shod
Sand encrusted boots –
Conversations on the beach ~
Ignoring the waves.
Sand encrusted boots –
Conversations on the beach ~
Ignored by the waves.
Sand encrusted boots –
Conversations on the beach ~
The waves crashing in.
Conference
The ebb and the flow –
May rain on warm waves, chatting ~
Good conversation.
Fallen
Seeds drifting through space –
Some copter, captured on ferns ~
Finishing a book.
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