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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Haiku

Urban forest
silent walk
a whipbird calls

The stillness of the forest
broken only by
a rustling in the leaf litter

Creekside walk
through the suburbs
sound of traffic in the distance

Beans at the back door
growing from a seed
accidentally dropped

Spring rain
after a dry winter
frog calling

Fingernail moon
looking down
after the rain

Spring rain at nightfall
sound of water
trickling into the tank

Paper
unfolded
origami potential

Evolution
Lamarck's
growing legs

Heartsease
flowering
in the pathway

Between the dry bush
and the rainforest
bellbirds

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