(g) Growth Spurt (7.11)

Growth Spurt

Baby
Robins grow
Three nestlings huddle
Often sleeping when not
Eating…

©JP/dh

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Flash Fiction = Fiction or non… Longer Strands = longer verse

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Nursery Twist

Nursery Twist

twinkle twinkle little bug
if I could you’d get a hug
so glad to see you are still here
flickering by my window near

who needs silver, who needs gold
when in my hand I can hold
lady beetles and lightning bugs
and have birds nesting in my shrubs

cardinals, doves, wrens and robins
crackle, crow, and jays a bobin’
in my yard of grasses green
flutter my heart at this nature scene

as Dorothy said while kicking her heels,
(thanks for the adventure and the meals)
(no matter where Toto and I roam)
There is no place, no place like home

©JP/davh

Note: after being gone for about ten daze –
It is good to be ‘home’.

just a few words…

just a few words…

just before the latest rain, last night-

the upturned grin of the line of snow storms
that was across the country turned …up
to miss our area with harsh solid flakes and ice

just before dining at a mini family reunion –

I saw a v of geese heading north…
she saw a flock of robins…
but the news forecasters on the radar saw snow

just after another uncommonly warm February night –

the repeat nightmare of dismal failure reared up
but I remember reading that symbols are often opposites
so just maybe there will be a successfully early spring?

©JP/davh

sitelines : haiku series

haiku series:
sightlines

gently loping in
morning grass filled with dew the
little bunny drinks

slow furry stretches
from laid back ears to cotton
tail…leaves a slight trail

from where he has been
noting the robins to left
to right, nods hello…

slightly refreshing
perhaps just a tad cool too
before the day heats

the picture window
provides a view into a
magical morning…

©JP/davh

Mindful 31

after heavy rains that
swelled the creek the three…
quarter Wolf Moon wanes at……….
eight in the brilliant blue western…………
sky dappled with white clouds…………………..
while red breasted robins……………………………
attempt to perch on the………………………………..
neighbors still unstable……………………………….
weeping willow and silver…………………………..
maple that sway in the last……………………..
breaths of the storm that………………..
brewed most of the night………….
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(c)JP/davh