Posts tagged forest
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A male and female pair of mallards swim in a spring pool filled with relfections in April.

Their wake breaks shadows
cast across cold spring pools —
duck pair in April.

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A male and female pair of mallards swim in a spring pool filled with relfections in April.

Ducks swim in spring pools,
their beaks reflected make four —
above and below.

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A small abandoned bird's nest built in the thicket of a marsh in early spring.

Vacated last fall,
a nest as big as my palm
in the cold spring marsh.

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A small splitgill mushroom growing with lichen on a fallen branch on the forest floor in eary spring.

It gets lost, hidden —
this life isn’t long enough
for all the beauty.

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Late afteroon light on a river with branches hanging over with early spring buds.

To friends healing well,
writing good and bad poems,
some peace being found.

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Silhouetted branches of a tall tree with the shadows of red-winged blackbirds perched and flying.

From every branch
red-winged blackbirds’ fresh singing
fills the spring forest.

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Sunlight on a river's surface that looks like stars.

Light on the river,
Whitman, Frost, and Oliver
have been here before.

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A red squirrel in a tree with sun shining on it.

Eating the lichen
as March sun wakes cardinals —
the small red squirrel.

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A weatherted nest in the forest made with long strands of plastic and paper woven in.

In these darkest times,
we find a nest made of scraps,
plastic bags, receipts.

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Two Canadian geese at a river's edge in later afternoon sun fishing for food.

Two geese in the sun,
one fishes and one stands guard,
hearing us pass by.

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Seeds in a dried seed husk on a sunny day in winter.

March pulls out the seeds
from the field of dried seed husks —
the sun dazes us.

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A sun setting low in the sky behind a bare forest in late winter.

The late Sunday light
falls in these confiding woods,
making blue shadows.

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Two white-tailed deer in a thicket in winter, one reaching its nose to the other's.

Two deer cross, four wait,
the color of the forest,
gesture like a kiss.

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A black and white dog in a bar winter forest path looking back.

The confiding path —
we loop through the blue forest,
wild things everywhere.

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The sun about to set behind a teeline next to a river iced over at the edges with shadowed snow on the bank.

The woods are all tracks
leading to the cold river
in blue-shadowed-snow.

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A muste swan floats in a river in winter, ducks sit on ice at the shore.

Mute swan in winter,
she’ll take company of ducks
in the cold river.

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Two deer stand camoflauged in a bare thicket by a river in winter.

The light starts to fade,
golden across the river —
deer stand still, hidden.

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The track of a deer in ice.

On the darkest night,
huddled in the cold thicket,
my tracks left in ice.