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waters of earth (shadorma)

the spirit

of god moved upon

the face of

the waters,

and the waters of earth brought

forth sons and daughters

–photo by me

Limerick 93

There once was a bunny named Doris

Whose family plans were the poorest–

By the time she was three,

Her family tree

Was starting to look like a forest.

–Photo by me

dreaming of truth

i’ve been a dreamer

searching for truth

from the turbulent 60’s

to now

i grew up believing

in lennon’s imagine

i thought truth would find me

somehow

well, time marches on

and soon my dreams seemed

naught but the follies

of youth

but now that i’m old

and life’s come full-circle

i’m once again dreaming

of truth

–photo by me

hike to rock-cut

first it was a rock

then it was a rail

now it’s been retired

and turned into a trail

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first i was a man

then i was a spiker

now i’ve been retired

and turned into a hiker

–photo by me

fly

when your

woes seem like

they will never end,

do not despair, my friend-

life comes in moments,

and a sunny day

is never too

far away

–photo by me

limerick 92

with epaulets of scarlet and gold,

the blackbird’s a sight to behold;

his black wings sure ‘pop’

with red patches on top,

and he looks like a cop on patrol.

–photo by me

root beer rivers

we have rivers here up north

that appear to be sky blue,

but underneath their ripples

they are amber thru and thru.

they pick up many minerals

as they cross our iron range–

here, mother earth’s a hardy gal

with iron in her veins.

–photo by me

senryu 90

in the dark of night

our worries only double

upon reflection

–photo by me

haiku 202

eagles seize the trees

bending limbs like heavy fruit–

still, stoic judges

–photo by me

the battle of spring (archives)

as winter shed her overcast

the sun began to show

and suddenly a tuft of grass

appeared amid the snow

the withered blades lay all askew

like soldiers in defeat

but as the yellow army grew

the snow began retreat

soon winter all across the land

could hold the ground no more

and even snowmen turned and ran

for spring had won the war

–image by gemini