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Saturday, June 05, 2010

For the Time Being




Mid afternoon sun
Has canceled out the rain clouds
For the time being.

Snow shovel is gone;
Buddha still sits quietly,
Mindless of seasons.











Dandelion seeds
Still connected to the puff
Now desiccated.

The stream is so still
It forms a perfect mirror;
Then deer bolts away.









Loony quirky squirrel
Tried to avoid the machine;
Now lies in the shadows.









Bird shit on the road
From indeterminate height--
A random bombing.









Is it the shadows,
Or the leaves that are shaking,
As they do their dance?












Last year's Queen Anne's Lace--
Skeletal fingers pointing
Say, "As I am now..."


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