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01-08-09

Geese
call, I miss you –
Away

The cold sun
breaks through
Sinus pain

Night chill
The house lights
flicker

Trapped
My small
wet brain

I chopped wood
all day, and missed seeing
the butterflies

The hawk
circles back
The squirrels bicker

Hawks
hate
haiku

His coat
is still winter thick – A bear
sniffing berries

Snowflakes fall
from a sunny sky
We are improbable

A cold wind
so hard my eyes hurt
Orphaned

The wind whipped
Christmas trash down the street
A lobster shell