A Not Quite Full Moon
Just After a Summer Sunset
Killdear and Frogs Call
Category: Animals
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The Sound of the Wind
Tumbling Though the Tree Tops
And The Day’s Last LightThe Rising Chorus
Of Crickets From Just Beyond
The Reach of Porch LightsThe Feathered Whisper
Overhead as Silent Geese
Head Home Through The DarkThe Earth is Breathing
In and Out as We Count Days
And Years, Bits and BytesThe Earth is Breathing
In and Out, Inviting Us
Along, In and Out -
Allen Miller 1918-2015
An Old Photograph,
Tattered Edges, Creased and Scratched
Faded and FuzzyBut She’s Turned Towards You
Smiling, And Your Joy Shines Through
All the Time That’s PassedLighting Memories
That Float and Glow Like Fireflies
In the Late Evening -
Under your blue gaze,
All our words, all our language
Begins a slow fade
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A Buffalo’s Gaze,
Warming the Morning River
As Autumn Comes On
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Each spring, year on year,
We’re surprised and delighted
By every new bloom
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It Does Not Always
Take a High Ledge to Set Hearts
Racing, Heads Spinning
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Summer’s butterflies
Lend us the dream of wings and
Lift our hearts aloft
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Essence of July
Bumblebees, butterflies, and
Long garden suppers
A Year in Haiku 