Crouching in the grass
the squrriel approaches his prey-
the plumb, brown acorn.
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- The moon wears a veilof the palest gray, maskinghe...
- The oaks are changing;the dull, glossy green gives...
- A single ringed dovesits on the telephone wire-wat...
- I expell a breathlike a smoky cloud of fog;a killi...
- Bound by gravitymy heavy feet drag the groundtired...
- the bare branches lurchlike limber dancers swaying...
- My eyes squint with tearsas my old foe the sunshin...
- The ocean of lightrolls like waves on the morningw...
- Light goes early now;long shadows fall over the tr...
- Arms of waving grasswhisper secrets to the windand...
- Crouching in the grassthe squrriel approaches his ...
- Lost in the twilight-moving between sun and moon,d...
- the golden full moonhangs around to greet the suna...
- It is colder now.I awoke to find a chillthat made ...
- I am surroundedby fall's raining showers ofsky-bor...
- The gray brings quietthat hangs like a veil outsid...
- As I watch the squirrelbusily searching my yard,I ...
- Rich smell of mapleand the scent of fresh mown gra...
- My dog is barking-Waking up the neigborhoodto shar...
- The night falls softly,with the hushed voice of th...
- Red vines thread my fencelike fingers reaching upw...
- Shadows across the lawn, shimmering like water-the...
- Clouds bring a soft graythat hushes all sound with...
- The leaves are falling.The brightly colored raindr...
- The rain has found us,gently soaking the earth and...
- Night falls silentlywith footsteps that can't be h...
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Purpose
- 365 Days
- Prairie Grove, Arkansas, United States
- My plan is to post a Tanka, Haiku, or another short breath of some sort daily, and to include pictures of the outdoors at least twice a week. I want this to be an exercise in living in the moment and disciplined writing.
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