Welcoming Party

Potted pleasures hailAutumn’s arrival – graciouswelcoming party. (Image my own. Haiku borrowed from One Woman’s Quest II)

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Heron Reflection

Silent as the Great BlueAutumn hues creepshifting the landscapealtering my mood. Do feathers quiverat the ensuing chillor is it merely humanthis seasonal affect? (Heron Reflection first appeared here August, 2019.Image my own.)

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Nature’s Message

Nature has a way of reminding –even the most diehard nonbelievers –that a force, inexplicable and sacred, exists Like an unseasonal storm unleashing hailwaking us from a deep slumber –she is a messenger, knocking The soul answers, child reawakened,joyous recognition that despite alltheories, doctrines, and delusions There exists a life within a life:a great mystery […]

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Brown-Eyed

Brown eyes, unblinkingbat golden lashes skyward –celestial flirt (Image my own. This haiku first appeared on One Woman’s Quest II in August 2020.)

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Rural Roots

Plant me in the countryunder city lights I meltI need open skieswhere nature thrivesI am tourmalineun-minedurban blightdanger beyond repairplant me in the countrymy soul is buried there. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.Image my own)

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Garden Magic

Flowers awakenimagination – magicpaints the garden bed. (Image my own)

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River Tanka

Nightfall, river callstranquility leaves footprintson my soul, this lifeseldom calm, craves redemption –river throws calm and I fetch. (Image my own)

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On Nature

How is that a tree can stir my soul, so?Yet, set amongst the Douglas firs –an orchestra of giants, the reassuranceof green towering and proud – the musicof my soul is nothing less than symphonic. How is that the sky can speak to me?No words to convey its vastness, yetit breathes new life into empty […]

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Meadow Haiku

Golden glow transformsgrassy meadow – Earth giggleswith fantastical delight. (For Eugi’s Weekly prompt: meadows. Photo my own.)

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(Water: Haiku and Free Verse)

Even the river bleedsfiery frigid essenceEarth’s watery voice. ** It is the riverthat calls, watersflowing through my veins and I, the bankssteadfast and holding the razor sharp edgeslike liquid steelerode my earthen postures challenging…blessedly challenging…the hardened places. (Water: Haiku and Free Verse first appeared here in June of 2018. It is has been edited for […]

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