Posts tagged forest
Haiku-a-day
Thick ice cracking on the edge of a river with the setting sun shining on it.

This time of bad news,
the river, mostly frozen,
ice breaks here and there.

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A Trumpeter swan in winter floating on a river.

Head under my wing,
I slept in the snow last night —
color of the moon.

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Frozen water bubbles in a river, one broken.

Death slows down the day,
the permanently unsaid —
the not to be heard.

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Three Trimpeter swans float in a line at a river's edge in winter.

Along the river
our steps are matched by these three
silent winter swans.

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A frozen creek in winter with late day light.

For Jerry

This time of bad news,
the creek takes another form
in the fading light.

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Two white-tailed deer stand in a thicket in winter.

This time of bad news,
white-tailed deer stick together,
wait for us to pass.

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A wedge of Trumpeter swans float on a river in winter.

This time of bad news
a wedge of Trumpeter swans
gliding unbothered.

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A close view of iced-over air bubbles on the surface of a frozen river.

Ducks hunt for acorns
on the iced-over river —
they roll and chase them.

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Bare forest trees with late-day blue shadows on the snow under a low sun.

At home in these woods —
the late day, blue-shadowed snow
displaces worry.

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Tree shadows on the snow under sun.

In these frail shadows
birds congregate and chatter
in my mother’s yard.

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A handsome black and white dog in a snowy forest with perfect snowflakes on his nose and head.

The perfect snowflake
on my dog’s black fur eye patch —
the endless forests.

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Animal foorprints on the snow on a frozen river.

Still and Sunday-like,
ice locks parts of the river,
animals walk it.

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Animal foorprints on the snow on a frozen river.

The moon replaced Mars
in the cold overnight sky —
silence with silence.

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Two parent Trumpeter swans and their offspring float on a partially frozen river.

Three Trumpeter swans
glide on the frozen river,
chat to each other.

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A pair of woodpecker feathers on the forest floor.

Woodpecker feathers —
a pair, each dressed with eight full moons,
on the forest floor.

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A mature forest dusted with light snow.

Like buoyant notes found
with the greatest tenderness,
each tree snow-dusted.