Posts tagged forest
Haiku-a-day
Pond fish gather and point in all different directions just below the surface of a sun-dappled pond in late summer.

The late summer fish
gather as we approach them
at the warm, deep pond.

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A white-tailed deer stands eating thistle leaves with goldenrod in bloom behind it in late summer.

We hear her crunching
in a patch of tall thistle
as we walk out our grief.

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His nose is awake —
under every green leaf,
sadness and delight.

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A view of afternoon sun reflected on ripples on a river in late summer.

This river is me,
I could shape it with my hands,
minnows for the heart.

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A view of afternoon sun behind tall trees in late summer.

Hawks and kingfishers
make rounds above the river
while we change below.

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A young deer stands at the edge of a forest foraging on a summer evening.

All body and bow,
curved and lithe and calm in the
green understory.

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A Cabbage White butterfly feeds on a wildflower in July in Michigan.

Off of the main road,
down the slope, along the path,
the Cabbage White feeds.

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A view of tall pine trees against a pre-dawn sky with the tip of Ursa Minor still glowing.

Summer starts to fade,
the head of Ursa Minor
lifts its nose at dawn.

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Forget-me-not in bloom along the path at Thorne-Swift Nature Preserve in Harbor Springs, Michigan in summer.

We’re not strangers here —
forget-me-nots raise blue heads
all along the path.

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A view of the end of a tree cut and stacked in northern Michigan in summer.

Trees cut and stacked,
rings like stars, suns with rays, eyes —
centuried birthmarks.

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A view of the end of a tree cut and stacked in northern Michigan in summer.

Trees cut and stacked,
rings like suns with rays, stars, eyes —
centuried birthmarks.

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Trees cut and stacked,
rings like eyes, stars, suns with rays —
centuried birthmarks.

Haiku-a-day
A view of the ends of trees cut and stacked in northern Michigan in summer.

Trees cut and stacked,
rings like eyes, suns with rays, stars —
centuried birthmarks.

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A deer walks in a field in early springtime.

Color of the field,
knowing spring fills it all in —
the deer walks through it.

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A goldfinch perched in a sunny high tree branch in springtime.

Starting evening song,
the goldfinch in the ginkgo —
his beak to the sun.

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A red-winged blackbrd perched in a high tree branch in springtime.

His song like heartache,
he gives it away for free
to the whole forest.

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A Baltimore Oriole landing in a high tree branch in springtime.

His singular song
saved for this April forest —
up down and up down.

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A chicakdee perched in a tree with the sun shining through its tail feathers in springtime.

It’s getting later,
chickadees revelating,
there is more to say.

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A Robin perched in a tree with another in the distance in another tree in a spring forest.

Color coming in,
a Robin in every tree —
each one breathing life.