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
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(us from fatherland, more often motherland)
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prompt that was illusion
illusion into prompt
I looked at this
and saw
a stone valley
with fossils of an oasis
skeletons
or
trees
and it’s a close-up of
the elephant
eye
in the center
and have we noticed how
lovely are the curves
of
eyelashes
gray
lines
curved
and some seem broken
maybe that is age
or
by design or how age
is designed
a marvel of reality
made for itself
and
for our wonder
if
we may impose the will of
the designer
and as I might see so well
and
given to touch instead
I’d have a part in that old story
I
suppose
of
how is the pachyderm
depending
on the senses and conclusions of
beholders
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(actually, I was looking for a picture of a boat when I was struck by enigma of the photo above)
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it’s a lovely day
gray if dull by promising
should the heart select
two enormous birds
predators of tan and brown
over the perished
nature doesn’t judge
often the quake or flood by
our instigation
amoral nature
save that flora and fauna
anywhere might weep
participation
nature allies death with life
relents the day’s night
creative life calls
work and play quotidian
sponsor something more
progress of haiku
no more than eased scenes required
nature bears wisdom
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a kind of progress beginning with looking outside (each should stand on its own as well)
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above the abbey
Tintern or Gethsemani
by nature drafting
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“Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798” by William Wordsworth
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Abbey of Gethsemani, Trappist, United States
the persecuted
a day knowing no freedom
all unfeatured ice
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a leaf is carried
page of the better story
a breeze delivers
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photo by Matt Collamer on Unsplash
words as mystery
(not seconds but minute meaning small)
snow
the branches tell
and might
try to lift
to sing
but might have to leave it
not by breeze
but
by the birds
cardinals and blues
that might shake themselves
and
minute by the branches
vibrate anew
by warbling
a song of nature
and to
think of nature’s God
and if Pan
as in the forest of the wind
in
the willows
then Pan shall serve
as well
the setting
shaking trees
the
singing from the colors
joy
the noise of devotion and
of peace
magic
and if magic
then by
God
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[haiku]
I do not know why
the sap of the tree sometimes
bleeds human for me
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