Tagged: waka

most days, it’s a strict

most days, it’s a strict
toleration, when no big
nor small gestures can

indicate otherwise – somewhere
between stillness and stalemate
.
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on the way to a

on the way to a
southern summer, ninety-degree
fahrenheit – even

the mischievous chipmunk stands
still, long enough for a reprieve
.
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we wait all day for

we wait all day for
something to happen – in the
microcosm of

our backyard – life, death, and the
great escape, if only for now
.
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the cat makes its round

the cat makes its round
every morning, under the
watchful eye of half

a dozen squirrels, two local
chipmunks, and this spring’s wren brood
.
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mom’s miniature

mom’s miniature
roses survived after all
these years, countless tries

later, now out back fending for
themselves against wandering deer
.
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to gather or not

to gather or not
to gather, that is the question
in the context of

the ongoing pandemic,
we are torn, loose in the wind
.
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mama’s peonies

mama’s peonies
arrive as if on cue – one, two,
three, four, five – she brings

each stem in from late April to
May, so it blooms just for her
.
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beneath the cotton

beneath the cotton
candy kanzan blossoms, we
find ourselves and each

other, faces painted in sun
and shadows, a fresh camouflage
.
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first impressions run

first impressions run
deep – we keep remembering
one another just

as we were and not as we
have become, pressed by the world
.
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happiness grows on

happiness grows on
trees – which need watering, sunlight,
and enough care and

attention to make it through the
dark times, just like any other
.
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