Tagged: poem

june is tickling

june is tickling
our fancy, promising things
we cannot yet see

in the horizon, unmade
plans floating in spaciousness
.
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the yard’s first line of

the yard’s first line of
defense against deer – mama’s
pink calla lilies
.
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you never know who

you never know who
will show up in the picture when
you least expect it
.
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we are sure, but not

we are sure, but not
certain – the culprit has bunny
ears, our missing herbs
.
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in the backyard, our

in the backyard, our
fig tree has decided to
take a year off – the

cardinals arrive, unfazed,
waiting for a rainy day
.
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lulu is pregnant –

lulu is pregnant –
we think any day now, she
will stop coming by
.
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where we’ve been and where

where we’ve been and where
we are and where we’re going – just
the luck of the draw
.
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we climb into the

we climb into the
light with every expectation
and no certainty
.
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the north star follows

the north star follows
us wherever we roam – for
the ones who look up
.
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racing the sun to

racing the sun to
the rotunda and back again –
sun, one; us, zero
.
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