how many generations
sky gazed through ancient branches,
before the Napa fires
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reverie on a hillside,
oh to be a silver birch
warm in summer sun
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autumn blooms,
each petal a love note
to seed-stars
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towering salvia stalk,
every tiny purple trumpet
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yellow dots of bees
broken clouds, sewn with sun
wildflower-blue field Continue reading
like pink fairy trees
Astilbe brushes my knees
pollen puff <sneeze!>
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yellow yarrow clouds
like bits of solid sunlight
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crowded, clustered
climbing an iron archway
tiny cottage roses
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dusty road
farmstand strawberries
spring in my step
Notes: This was written in honor of Suzanne’s new haiku prompt site, On the Road. Continue reading
early leaves furled —
brightest riverwalk blooms
dot sculling shells Continue reading
lavender longing
thin blue shadows on white snow
remembering bees
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