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Saturday, March 27, 2010

Portals in a Tree








Dry leaves, sunny lawn;
It seems like Autumn again,
Save for the promise.

Taking a moment
From grazing and chewing cud
Old cow checks me out.


Mabel comes running,
Belly low and ears flapping,
Barking her low bass.












Forsythia buds
Appear shyly in the branch.
Where did they come from?

Bristling with shadows
Road curves out of sight again.
Now there's just silence


Evergreen needles
Translucent in the sun rays
Light up the road side.












A swirl of water
Frozen in a flash of time
By side of the road.
















Portals in a tree--
Holes give glimpse of what's beyond
Like a ship at sea.


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