cold dark earth mound
blankets newly dug grave
beech branches weep
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silence
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grass bends at its touch
raptors ride its warm currents
leaves dance in its wake Read the rest of this entry »
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morning stars glimmer
half-moon hangs in inky sky
daybreak edges in
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What I saw from my den window Tuesday morning, using my binoculars.
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sweet scent of childhood
pink powder-puff luxury
feathers on my face
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© Elouise Renich Fraser, 9 January 2015
Photo credit: Mimosa Blossoms, http://www.hiltonpond.org
early morning
sleep erupts in chaos
heart on alert
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breath labored
relax
focus
breathe Read the rest of this entry »