Dogs In Conversation


That’s not six feet.
It feels like six feet.
Well it’s not. It’s three at most.

Mourning Doves In The Afternoon


it’s much too soon
to start a nest dear
it always snows in April

Friendly Conversation


greetings
from the tulips
as the violets wander by

Visit


sit awhile
and listen to
the flowers conversation

Unaccompanied

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even in the solitude
every gesture mattered
conversation with self

Green Mountain State

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at the inlet
awash in green
wind and current confer

Between the Field and the Clouds

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with the crop given
the field speaks to the clouds
of respite and restoration

Speaking in Colors

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conversing
with the maple
autumn confidences

In the Shelter Of A Tree

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eavesdropping
on the conversation
between the water and the rain