• River of headlights
    Driving to work in the dark
    After the time change

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  • Turn on the porch light
    To find the morning papers
    Among scattered leaves

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  • Yellow maples glow
    Like street lamps on this mid-fall
    Rainy, wind blown day

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  • Buttered Perfection
    At Eldorado
    Circling Buttered Perfection
    On Sunday Morning

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  • Half eaten apples
    Left by squirrels among the
    Brightly colored leaves.

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  • My father loved fall
    Photographing blazing trees
    That still stand and flare.

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  • Fall’s scent, ripe harvest
    Of leaves, and flower and grass
    Gently decaying

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  • Already, before
    The first frost, Goldfinches have
    Dimmed their bright feathers

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  • Bright red plastic cups
    Keep watch from the Sunday porch
    On a quiet dawn.

    ,


  • Sunday brunch circles
    Butter centered on pancakes
    At Eldorado


  • Crops fill the valleys
    Horizon to horizon
    Just South of Lodi

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  • Wrapped in morning mist
    Ripe crops burnished in faint gold
    Cover the hillside

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  • Fall’s morning mists rise
    Like a sigh before sleeping,
    Or emerging fate

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  • Chitter, pop, and call
    Limb to limb and lawn to lawn
    Flows the blackbird flood


  • A blackbird army
    Marches through the neighborhood
    Busby heads shining


  • Apricot mists rise
    From the sleeping neighborhoods
    As birds sing sunrise

    , ,


  • Got white line rhythm
    With motorcycle dancing
    Beneath floating hawks

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  • Motorcycle sunrise
    Along the white line river
    Deep in the Driftless

    , ,


  • Between blue sky bluffs
    Clouds ride the Mississippi
    Hiding the sunrise

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  • Late August sweet corn
    Corderoys the countryside
    Butter, salt and bliss

    , ,


  • August is waning
    Low rushing clouds, a cool rain
    Softly whisper “Fall”

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  • Summer murmuring
    Every shade of green and blue,
    Blurs the horizon.

    The artwork is “The Drawing Girl”
    by Juliette Crane

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  • Wisconsin valleys
    Tumble sun and shadow in
    Every shade of green

    ,


  • Honeysuckle rises
    And spreads along the fence top
    Crucifix blessing

    ,

  • Essense of July
    Essence of July
    Bumblebees, butterflies, and
    Long garden suppers

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  • In Latest July
    Bumblebees, butterflies, and
    October waiting

    ,


  • Speedwell, Coneflower
    Bumble Bee’s Delight. Cats watch
    And learn not to touch.

    , ,


  • This porch is perfect
    For watching the summer wind
    Dance with trees and rain.

    , ,


  • A flute singing out
    A neighbors’ open window
    Ripples down the street.


  • Storm clouds racing East
    At first light, chased by blue sky
    And a bird’s chorus

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  • Trees and Crows dancing.
    Rollercoastering the wind
    From summer thunder storms

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  • Evolved Religion,
    Hail Mary Full of… Mitzvahs,
    Koans, Adhans, and… peace


  • Going down in flames
    Sometimes there ain’t no winning
    In a perfect world


  • A summer solstice
    Wedding and all the longest
    Days savoring you

    ,


  • Moisture in the air
    Blurs a distant horizon
    Breeze like silk on skin

    ,


  • Fading jet contrails
    Whisper recent history
    Across morning skies

    ,


  • Today was only
    A short list of minor things
    Hoping they add up


  • Tree limbs sway and arch
    A ballet edged in sunlight,
    And rustling green leaves

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  • Sunny Saturday
    A backyard opera of
    Birds, Breeze, and City

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  • Spring rain smells of worms
    Summer rain of dust rising
    Snow echoes silence

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  • A tree’s spring promise
    Brown twigs edged in lightest green
    Buds with umber haze

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  • Indoor cats want out
    April, the frustrating month
    Laced with complaint

    ,

  • Rustling Green Symphony
    Winter’s bare branches
    Turn Into a rustling green
    Symphony for Spring

    ,


  • Five A.M. Already
    Birds have urgent opinions
    On the coming day

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  • Grey morning dawning
    A bloom of warm rose on the trees
    Rises and fades

    ,


  • I’m just waking up
    To birds calling up the sun,
    Counting syllables

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  • Suddenly insects.
    Red lady bug on white shirt,
    Dragonfly hovering

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  • Just before sunrise
    Dense layers of bird chatter
    Call me to the day

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  • Crows eating pizza
    From my garbage and laughing
    At life one more day

  • flowers-and-sea-shells
    Beauty in still life
    Flowers and sea shells on silk
    Frozen from decay

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