mythe

i thought i was worth

a little love : then love worked

magic something BiG !

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haiku

let it rain DANCE

i’ve had a placid

comfortable sheltered life but

NOW it’s time to LIVE

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haiku

last night

i dreamt a bird so . . .

magnificent so

strange this . . .

bird’s now-here in hand

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haiku

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so, what now….?

gathering bees

giving up tumult

for smallest of moments …ah

butterfly breath sighs

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haiku

amazing

a seed grows under

ground without a sound : power

of its voice soft : grace

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haiku

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ps

creation is quiet

destruction creates noise

far from the shallows

taking the red-eye

shipspassing sweetcollison

imminent : we’ll meet

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haiku

more than this

being animal

is not ok but it is

one identity

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haiku

i heard this once

we all have two lives ….

the second one begins when one

realizes one only has one

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not a haiku

d’welling

i’ll paint my new door

storybook red ; on table ,

blue bowl of apples

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haiku

dirt music

i dig down into

the garden of my self

unearthing truth and

worms and roots

flowers too

and in doing so

heal self and heal earth

singing hours

breath by breath my self

butterfly ~ bee light

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not a haiku