Friday, May 08, 2009
Haiku Friday: Trees
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Friday afternoon:
Sunshine bright and cloudless sky.
I'm so playing golf.
~Pat Dohoney
(J.D. Baylor 1985)
www.wonsandzeros.blogspot.com
Sunshine bright and cloudless sky.
I'm so playing golf.
~Pat Dohoney
(J.D. Baylor 1985)
www.wonsandzeros.blogspot.com
Trees as memory:
Showy flow'ring pink dogwood
Outside my office
Planted by a man
Who held my job once, and then
Killed himself. Did he
Know this tree would grow,
Take one's breath away, make us
See nothing but life?
One thinks so, surely;
Its deep, rich, elegant hue
Sings only of life.
Showy flow'ring pink dogwood
Outside my office
Planted by a man
Who held my job once, and then
Killed himself. Did he
Know this tree would grow,
Take one's breath away, make us
See nothing but life?
One thinks so, surely;
Its deep, rich, elegant hue
Sings only of life.
Sitting 'neath the oak
The calm, chill, still weir waits
Acorns for trout, man learns.
(bonus points to those who get the allusion)
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The calm, chill, still weir waits
Acorns for trout, man learns.
(bonus points to those who get the allusion)
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