wet day unterrible outside
the dropping points of willow green
drip into gray
rendering the name of tree
worthwhile
a good name if metaphor
if anthropomorphizing
making
people out of trees
not by Ovid’s recollection
working
rather by our skill at changing
the tree into person
not the sap
but
tears that weep
the willow is Old Man
the trees throw apples
‘cause
they’re cross with the travelers to
Oz
and so in our wonderlands
we make more
of what we sense
from
ordinary
so that there’s more insightful
and triumphant
to wonder in
the land
if
crying
angry natures
to encounter
c l couch
(us from fatherland, more often motherland)
photo by S L on Unsplash
the job
the love of God
through framing blue and green
by
making branches
giving these
the job
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photo by Lucas van Oort on Unsplash
the green blade riseth
a hymn to merge the natures
divine and human
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photo by Aniket Bhattacharya on Unsplash
God’s pretty
pretty
green
evergreen
bright light the right direction
angled
just so
for small delight
in loving appreciation
late winter
presaging spring
c l couch
photo by Pascal Debrunner on Unsplash
in this late season
it is bright and
hot
yellow
emerald like Oz
dark branches hold up spring
fullness
blossoms’
debut
voices to whispers in the trees
dismal bouts are done for now so
that
the moon should look clear
in its expressions in
the night
c l couch
photo by Simon Berger on Unsplash
pointed leaves pressing
dark on glass before pale sky
wind returning rain
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photo by Homa Amani on Unsplash
“Waiting with frozen eyes.”
Tabriz, East Azerbaijan Province, Iran
2 weekend haiku
Saturday crowds green
back and out front glisten ‘round
wider spring’s sunlight
city slides from hill
bushel claims the under-light
weekend gospel press
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photo by Ruslan Zh on Unsplash
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