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eager crickets sing in chorus
at the top of their lungs
gusts rustle leaflets
in the string section of dwarf palms
nervous gnat raises his falsetto
as high as he can
dragonfly’s baritone buzz
upstages her wingspan
pileated woodpecker plays his pine
keeping on the beat
tufted titmouse takes her tenor solo
melodic and neat
wi...
Friday 4th December 2020 8:57 pm
A Million Ordinaries
I’m ordinary and that’s ok
Extraordinary is made of
A million ordinaries anyway
I can feel Magnolia
Reflecting sheen
From her glossy dark leaves
It’s early afternoon
Rays warm my left shoulder
My car window lets just enough in
The faint rattle in my back seat
Plays a bridge
To the melody of my AC
The turns of my car, so familiar
The rout...
Thursday 25th October 2018 1:51 am
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