bluejays shake their wings
cottonfloss snowflakes tumble
snowdrops dip low
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An Opera on Sunday
voici la fin de la semaine
un petit opéra un dimanche
pour tuer le temps, Continue reading
Robins Return
I take comfort,
no matter white streaks
in my hair, endless
cold nights, and
long work days —
the seasons turn– Continue reading
Happy New Year!
May your 2024 reach the heights,
while you stay warm and cozy.
May your family be free of fights
and your home quiet and rosy.
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Late December
Winter days dwindle,
tree lights, tinsel and
hearts kindle.
Chilled to the bone,
those who roamed
came home.
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September Sunday
Cooling wind,
a lonely dog,
insect arpeggios,
slow rolling fog:
autumn’s song and
the highway hum.
May Monday morning
never come.
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Continue readingStanding Tall
outside the box,
even mushrooms are homes
full of heart
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Never Still
light shifts in the trees,
fallen leaves tumble and turn,
going with the flow
beached downstream for a moment
before another wind comes
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Sunset Magic
sunset unfolds
one still summer night,
and restores my mood
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Umbrella Stained Glass
toasties and crumble
beneath a magical sky,
family smiles
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Abbey Twilight
cloudless sunset,
spun gold at the horizon,
Irish twilight
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On a Cold and Frosty Morning
February glumps and glooms.
Evergreens don snowy costumes.
Swansdown swirls in the frosty dawn,
and the wind’s song is woebegone.
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