A month of short verse –
Marking each day as it comes ~
Dry January.
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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.
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Two moped girls pass –
The passenger is stroking
Driver’s ponytail.
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Contact lens bubbles –
I brought a set of ten pairs ~
Helps to measure time.
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Swim to the island –
A church once stood here ~
Now, a lost sarong.
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A holiday ends –
Inflatables left behind ~
Drifting in the breeze.
