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Monday, April 04, 2011

By the Restless Wind



Sitting and talking
As sun comes through the window;
Can't wait to go out.

Bare lilac bushes
Are shadow stripes on the ground;
Blue sky is cloudless.


On this sunny morn
Even a standing steel pipe
Looks miraculous.


It's not only cats
That check and explore;
All kids do that too.


White soft puffy clouds
Sail slowly above the trees.
Woodpecker tap, taps.

Shadowed, mist covered
Rock sitting in the still woods
Was born in oceans.


Leaves skitter and swirl
Blown from their winter rest place
By the restless wind.

A rain of dry leaves
Swirling down from the trees above--
Last winter holdouts.


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