Bare Limbed, Ridge Top Trees,
Etched on Sky, Roll Long Shadows
Down Snow-Covered Fields
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Light Rain on Snow Fields
Mist Rising December is
Restless Before Sleep
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Cleaning Up After
Thanksgiving’s Feast Memories
Floating in the Air
Brushing Crumbs Off the
Counter Into My Cupped Hand
Just Like My Mom Did
My Hand a Shadow
Of Hers, Lit By Her Joy in
Feeding Her Loved Ones
Radiating Across
The Years, Undimmed, to Warm Me
Despite Time’s Cool Gaze -
First Snow Over Night
Prairie Wears a Palette of
Muted Browns and Whites
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This Long Afternoon
Passed with Bee and Butterfly
Beyond Time’s Regard
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Walking Chicago Streets
A Little Drunk on Facades,
Towers, and Shared Lore
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Winter into Spring
What was Still Begins to Move
Worlds Recreated
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Winter’s Forest Floor
Brown, White, and Still Sun Spotlights
Growing Green Mosses
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Bruised by Our Knowledge
We Make Our Lives Sublime With
The Gift of Belief -
When A Flower Dreams
Is it All Sunlight, Color,
And Silken Breezes
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In Sand Packed Gravel
Hear the Ancient River Roar
Across the Valley
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Wild Blue Indigo
Catch My Breath and Stir My Heart
To Rise and Take Flight
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Episode R3.1 – Trees
Reflections on Haiku about Trees -
In Sand and Gravel It is Written Ten Feet Down A River Flowed Here
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