We are all alone –
That’s fine because we all are ~
So we’re really not.
–
Watching my just fed sparrows –
A moment of reflection.
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Tag: Life
#352/365
That point in the stream –
Where you can hear the water ~
Always pleases me.
#345/365
Like Rivers to Sea –
We find our way in the end ~
Often with some help.
#236/365
Second hand bookstores –
Sometimes whole shelves on one theme ~
Dead men’s libraries.
#199/365
Two people, grieving –
Listening, having good chats ~
Agree Bach is best.
#183/365
Waded half way through –
A poem a day so far ~
Might just go o’er.
#181/365
Another dead fox –
Really had hopes for this one ~
Such delicate paws.
#125/365
Fledgling house sparrow –
Waiting to be fed by Mom ~
Both fat on my grain.
#71/365
A man of science-
Who still saw the hand of God ~
A poor student, helped.
(For Philip A. Allen, Professor of Geology, RIP)
#65/365
Snails in old plastic –
My Grandma would have killed them ~
I don’t have the heart.
New plastic bottle snail home –
She’s smiling, shaking her head.
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