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Saturday, May 27, 2017

Was it Yesterday?









Was it yesterday
That the grass was guillotined?
Today--renaissance!



















Green light flows freely
And then it shifts to dimness
In flash of a thought.
















Robin's back again
Answered by a fainter peep.
Protecting his young.


















Field of buttercups
Each one shedding its own light
In the morning sun.



















Beyond the swift stream
A jungle of greenery
Hidden in plain sight.















At top of the tree
Yellow oriole is perched--
Its own pedestal.

















A furry statue
Stands by the side of the road.
Poof! And then it's gone.




















Beginning or end?
These flowers don't five a clue.
(They do not need to.)


























































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