Shadows on my barn
Etch across the wooden planks.
Birds hop on feeder.
Through forsythia
Walker passes as shadow
Melting in bushes.
Collette chews her cud
As Olivia stands by--
Study--resting cows.
Rudely awakened
Mabel checks the sounds of chickens
Clucking shamelessly.
A single bird's tweet
Rings out high above the tree;
Single tweet responds.
Green tennis ball sits
Surrounded by still shadows--
All rackets have gone.
Up the gentle hill
An old couple jogs their steps
Panting in the sun.
Through the dark forest
Evergreen glows in the light:
Magic of the sun!
Shrieking its whiteness
Birch tree holds up its own "V".
(There is none whiter).
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