Tagged: nature

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Stumbling Along the Way

Haibun “All I care about is the way. I find it in my craft, that’s all.” —Ting the Cook Chuang Tzu, Chapter 3 A quick rush of rainfall. Wind chime songs. Drops cling to...

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Meandering

Haibun The bike path moves. No, we do, walking it. Far enough from Lake Champlain, we still see the rippling wake catch the afternoon sun, whether moving or sitting. We keep our own pace...

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Tusk Till Gone

 Short Story   Reluctantly I open my eyes to the bright sun cresting above the horizon. Lately I find myself sleeping only about three or four hours a night and ever since the dry...

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The Last Warning

Short Story Fully eclipsed amongst the vast coniferous wilderness lay a shadowy log cabin. Its exterior walls crudely fashioned from the surrounding forests collection of rotting logs, each eerily displaying long strips of cascading...

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The Tree

Short Story   I can’t remember the first time I saw the sun. Memories only go back to when I was about three years old, and by then I was about four feet tall....

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My Favourite Place

Poem As I listen to the words coming out of your mouth, I imagine a world where I would rather be. A mountain full of yellow flowers instead of snow, with blue butterflies landing...

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When She Sings

Poem   Golden night has spread its wings in the summer sky above. Swallows dancing while she sings her song of life and love. She caresses me and whispers words of wisdom and eternal...

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Electric Sparks

Poem   Slowly waking, one by one, A hive of glowing fireflies: I watch them burning to life Wondering what dreams they’re dreaming What each one is thinking Alone in his glowing cell; Bright...