Showing posts with label blue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue. Show all posts

Monday, October 26, 2020

10/25/2020

Feathery crane

stalks the grey sand 

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Blue water--

a lone sandpiper

and many gulls.

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Far off laughter

bright yellow sun, 

bright blue water.

Friday, October 25, 2019

The beauty of seagulls...

The beauty of seagulls—
often obscured by trash and french fries in parking lots—
But here! 
Dots on blue green waves, 
heads tucked into white feathers, 
sleeping circles on brown sand.

Friday, July 19, 2019

Friday, January 6, 2017

Written yesterday

Sunny cold:--
a flock of white polka dots 
over blue waters.


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Ah! Finally warm!
I hope I remember this 

when the bill comes.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Why keep living?

Why keep living?
Well... There're those blue flowers
on the rosemary, for a start.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Example

You are my braird:
new, leafy green reaching for
blue skies, full of hope.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Written Yesterday

Small birds soar across
Morning’s Eastern orange glow,
promising blue skies.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Tall, white crane

Tall, white crane; long, brown
reeds muddy the blue water--
Unseeing cars pass.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

A Few Haiku

Sun presses its face
against gray clouds-- afternoons
this May are so cold.


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Clouds of varied shades
of blue and white -- towering
puffs! They seem like God.



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Outlines of palm trees
warm gray in the Spring blue sky--
a white gull passes.



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Cheerful round finch hops
here and there, nestling in dirt,
flying up to sky.


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In my mouth the taste
is bitter. Searching my heart,
I found self-pity.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Not Sure When I Wrote These

Cormorant perched on
twisted metal preens its black
feathers in the sun.

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Morning fog obscures
outlines of trees until sun’s
bright light penetrates.

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Blue waters rise and
fall with white foam as cranes fly
across graying skies.


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The sound of blue waves,
the sight of free cranes in the
sky – these soothe my heart.