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with new storm windows

on our lakes, their white shutters

will soon be closing

–photo by me

A Roaming Therapy (Tanka)

When my mind’s a mess

I go see my therapist–

Ol’ Mother Nature!

I walk into the woods to

Find my way out of the woods

–Photo by me

Paper Planes

I read my poem

To an old friend

He thought it

Was about him

It caught me so

Off guard when

He began to sob

It was meant to

Be humorous

Seeing him cry

Brought tears to

My eyes as well

So there we sat

Two grown men

Sobbing together

over a silly poem

About time travel

* * *

poems are paper planes

sent in the night to touchdown

in secret places

–Photo by me

shot of the day 11/22/20

caution: deer crossing

–photo by me

my indigo child

my indigo child

would go places i

wouldn’t

she always did things

the other kids

couldn’t

and she knew of things

that a young child

shouldn’t

my beautiful

indigo child

–photo/art by me

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a white rainbow formed in a squall

so i gave mother nature a call

she said her new printer

will default to winter

when colors run out in the fall

–photo by me

sweet sundown

i savor

the flavor

of butterscotch skies

with brown sugar clouds

in a buttery blend

i stir up

the syrup

my finger held high

and slide the sun down

as another day ends

–photo by me