Missing Migrators

missing migrators 
flying flocks disappeared south, 
empty nests 

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The Deep Quiet

winter sunset, 
even birds stop call-call-calling 
to look up 

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To February

our bluejay jeer-jeers 
amid newly-forming buds 
before he disappears

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Done and Dusted

cold dust,
tree branches creak and crack, 
brilliant sparkles blind 

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Last Leaves of Fall

dry leaves flutter 
like withered cherry petals, 
painful longing 

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Light on the Darkest Nights

Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
silvering
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
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A Sweet Sting

remembering 
my mother, 
arms wide and strong
like tree branches 
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Entranced by

the moment when light
through colored glass turns sunshine
into magic 

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Autumn Gold

autumn light 
befriends silent drifting leaves, 
touching them with gold 

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Rough Winds Fly

On city streets, rough winds fly 
snapping trees, bruising branches 
while final fruits are coaxed to roundness 
tender with summer’s sweetness, 
a promise of thanks and giving both, 
a slow subsiding of this year’s troubles. 

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Quiet Heart

the sinking sun’s 
final golden rays light 
my quiet heart 

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Lavender Song

scent of lavender 
bites and clings, 
sings 

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