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A month of short verse –

Marking each day as it comes ~

Dry January.

The creeping Dunnock –

Doesn’t compete with sparrows ~

He’s sure of himself.

Robin flying past –

Everywhere, the same sound ~

Garden, prison camp.

Moving dormant pots –

Mister Robin inspecting ~

So I move some more.

My neighbor’s pigeons –

Evening sun in their wings ~

Trained by the whistle.

Family picnic –

Swifts circling, feed on the wing ~

A fine stand of pines.

We are all shut down –

Nagging feeling about this ~

Nature is smiling.

Magnolia blooms –

Battered by the growing wind ~

White plates on the lawn.

Spider explosion-

Trying not to disturb them ~

Then they move their webs.

Swimming facing down –

Chasing the sun sand ripples ~

Small fish ignore me.

Two moped girls pass –

The passenger is stroking

Driver’s ponytail.

Contact lens bubbles –

I brought a set of ten pairs ~

Helps to measure time.

Swim to the island –

A church once stood here ~

Now, a lost sarong.

A holiday ends –

Inflatables left behind ~

Drifting in the breeze.

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