BIRCHES DISROBED
Birches disrobed
Weep in their nakedness
Pray for the snow
BIRCHES DISROBED
Birches disrobed
Weep in their nakedness
Pray for the snow
MILKY WAY
Her breast withdrawn
I walk face down in darkness
Milky way above
LONG HOT SASKATCHEWAN SUMMER SHORT POEMS
Hay bales pile
the sun stays to watch
will evening come
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Plow breaks again
metal too hot to touch
will evening come
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Girl in summer dress
more heat inside than out
fall is soon coming
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Beer is all gone
road weaves our way home
morning comes soon
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Sun rises at four
bones store summer heat
winter days are short
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Waiting for the crop
rain or hail, God decides
in the pub, politics
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Stopping for water
dry eyes turn westward
reading the clouds
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The farmer complains
gratitude too much like pride
outside the rain falls
MAY IN AUSTIN*
Wind in the garden
Mountain Laurel, source of joy
Snapped like a life
*After the monster storm
with hail 4 inches across
hundred year old oaks
torn out by their roots
and our sixty foot laurel
twisted off at 1/3 its height
APRIL IN AUSTIN
After the rain
mountain laurel become
lilacs of childhood
SPRINGTIME IN AUSTIN
Reading old Haiku
And eating the new cherries
Sweetness from two trees
BEV’S BACKYARD
Reading old haiku
Mind becomes pond-still
Basho’s frog jumps in
Hundred foot oak
becomes a bonsai
GALVESTON MORNING
In slow formation
lunch boxes under their bills
pelicans off to work
HOMESTEADER’S GRAVE
Homesteader’s grave
soft blanket of November snow
white on Gray’s Elegy
HOMESTEADERS’ CABINS
Homesteaders’ cabins
ghosts of courage and hope
wind through their ribs