Nature
Beatific bee /
finds flower in full career. /
They say it won’t last.
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Tag Archives: nature
“Nature”
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Earth Day, everyday
We can no longer exploit the resources of this earth—the trees, the water, and other natural resources—without any care for coming generations. Common sense tells us that unless we change, we won’t survive. This Earth Day let’s resolve to live in harmony with nature.
—Dalai Lama
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“Kindness”
Kindness
Kindness sometimes means /
ripping up what is there to /reveal nature’s gifts.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “In one leaf”
In one leaf
In one leaf is all
the fall, and in one moment
is all of a life.
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Senryu / haiku and photo: “Hanging on”
Hanging on
Moments speak to you. /
Do you listen? Do you see? /
How long will you breathe?
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Valentine”
Flowers and poems /
sunlight and soft words shining: /
Nature’s grace and you.
–by David E. Booker
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Light”
Light snow and flowers;
sky whistles a gray day tune —
Spring catches its breath.
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Haiku to you, two, Thursday: “Light drips”
The sun flows beyond
the horizon and the day’s
light drips into dreams.
[Editor’s note: In rereading, several times, this haiku, I decided it needed a little tweaking. The tweaking eventually became changing the positions of two words: “flows” and “drips.” Even if you don’t agree with the change, you can see how the repositioning of two words in the poem changes the imagery in it.]
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Freeform Friday: limerick: “Man with Waders”
There once was a man with waders
Who thought he might find him some gators
down at his creek,
where the trash did seep
left often by unkind invaders.
On October 13th, a Saturday,
folks like you will come to play
from nine until noon
and not a moment too soon
to pick up trash and put it far away.
So come to First Creek and discover
“treasures” left by some unkind others:
shopping carts and flat tires,
pay phones, couches, and wires
and stuff that the creek tries to smother.
Bring tools and gloves for your hands;
pick up trash for as long as you can.
Once done, we will eat
Harby’s Pizza and Three Rivers’ treats
and be glad we helped the creek and the land.
A man trying on waders: Ask not by whom the trash will be picked up. The trash will be picked up by you.
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Freeform Friday: Haiku: “Fall”
Brown among the green,
Mower mutters over grass.
Fall beckons the leaves.
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