Tagged: fall

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A Steed Indeed

Poetry My teacher had 4 legs And cared not for me We watch bulls and bull riders and I always said I would hold on How hard could it be? Oh, I held on...

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Bowing to the season

One finds it hard to believe summer ever existed at all She turned her back on us and off it went in the fields some wind has shaken the trees out of their exhaustion...

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September Magic

Poem   Today, when I was walking I saw the “ghosts” of one friend after another. In the faces of strangers walking down the path I saw my friends’ eyes staring back at me....

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See-Through

Flash Fiction   I’m going to tell you a story. The story starts with a dryer. A lonely and ornery bull of a dryer that had nothing better to do than to bump around...

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Requiem for an Autumnal Moment

Haibun Another breeze. More rustling leaves. Shadows spread, then recede. Clouds drift between the sun and the yard. The first leaves fall. Mira finishes tapping on her Asus. She stretches, walks over and states...

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Outback’s End

Haibun   A plastic box filled with a white-russian colored film. Corrosion in the slots where cylinders fit. A technician’s solemn expression: “In twenty years, it’s always a cracked engine block.” After 9 years...

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Morning in Late Autumn

Haibun   Bare branches stretch toward a gray sky like the gnarled fingertips of a Norse Crone. They sway in sudden gusts of wind. Fallen leaves rattle on paving stones. A solitary hawk circles...

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Thanksgiving Day, 2015

Poem   Today I was walking down the street with the Smell of fall in the air and the Crunch of leaves beneath my feet and I Couldn’t help but think of how this...

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Hurricane Sandy Serenade – Part Three

Haibun Poem October 31st “Frankie says it’s the worst Halloween ever.” “Why?” “No pumpkin to carve, no trick-or-treating.” I look at my mother. “Why can’t he tell me himself?” We pull up to Secor...

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What Was Lost

Poem   It was a shame we met just a little too late to enjoy The walks through the fields, the smell of the lilacs in bloom Seeing the leaves change colors in cascades...

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Song of Winter

Poem   The crispy yellow leaves blow over the stones Like the last fragments of summer, Whispering of all the golden memories they saw. Everyone walks a little bit faster. A bitterness is in...