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Monday, June 07, 2010

Out of Place and Time




Daisies in the back;
Wild vines cling to the wall.
Nature takes my house.












Rooster keeps crowing;
Is their communication?
Bird on wire turns head.

Where has the fence gone?
Jungle of grass has sprung up
To reclaim the view.









Woodpecker knocks--
It is light and delicate--
Politely asking.

Deep basso thrum
From the sweet honeysuckle:
Thirsty hummingbird.


Still the old leaves hang
Like used paper bags or shells,
Containing nothing.

Pebble in sandal
Becomes boulder in my mine
'Til I shake it out.









In a sea of green
A forlorn blue bucket lies
Out of place and time.


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