Moon shadows beckon
Coyotes run with the wind
Dawn’s soft edge rises
Dawn’s Soft Edge
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Tag Archives: Poetry
All Too Soon
Lightning to the north
Summer storms sweep around us
Trees turn, all too soon
Closer Now
Purple Martins abandon their southern nests, Journey to another clime. Dark clouds gather, Release no rain. A hawk's wings overshadow her prey; closer now.
Two Mermaid Roses
Silent songbirds
Furled flowers
Listless leaves
Dawn triggers movement
Sunlight stirs the soul
Ode to a Spork
According to Wikipedia, sporks have been around since the 1800s. Really? I thought Taco Bell invented them. Learn something new every day (almost).
