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Into the Silence of the Woods

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Into the silence of the woods

I plunged when I veered

Into a narrow footpath 

Leading away to gloom.

Soon I found myself

Slowly enveloped

In a smothering quiet

That was strangely comforting.

As well as encumbering.

Something broke the silence.

Drip, drip – I heard water dropping

On withered leaves.

A gentle breeze woke

The slight murmur of leaves.

A squirrel scurried

Scattering leaves in its wake,

Making dry crunching noise.

Soft dry whispers came

From the slithering snake.

Dripping, chittering,

Murmuring and whispering,

The woods came alive.

The sounds were gentle,

But the pall of quiet was lifting.

Then a bird squawked, 

A rodent cheeped,

A tree branch cracked

And broke in no gentle tone,

And a deer went by pattering, scraping,

Clopping, thudding and echoing.

An eagle screeched above

And broke the rhythm of hooves.

Other noises followed in their wake.

It became a drama of silence

Treading the boards into cacophony.






 





 





 





 





 





 































					

		
		
	


				
					
	

				
					
	

				
					
	

		

						
Sunsets Heartaches

			
						

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Cattails threw shadows


Into placid stream surface,


Gleaming at the setting.


Beak to beak crooning,


Floating on curvy waters,


The swans patterned heart throbs.


From the west oozed


Burnt orange blaze, and


The waningred red glow


Silhouetted life’s moments


In earnest molecules.


And in pallid seconds,


In the midst of the angst of torment,


Between the demented heaven


And the heartbreaking earth,


The struggling soul gasps.

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
Winter Transience

			
						

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Latticed flakes, feather light,


Floated like eider down


And lightly lingered


Upon eyelashes aflutter,


Cheeks aglow and nosetips in freeze.


Amid the snowy florets


In the winter hush,


My footfalls muffled


In the downy pavement.


I walked with upturned face


Where crystalline blooms,


In whispering touches,


Winked and vanished.


In candy sugar ice,


The twigs and branches


Gleamed in fairy luster


In the charmed wood


Where the pathway crossed.


Winter’s brittle splendor,


In ethereal sheen,


Wafted me to enchantment


Aloft myriad graces


Into intimate magic, and,


Alas, a world of transience.
					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
Dragonfly

			
						

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The summer was balmy





And the air hung like Indian muslin.





A somnolent lethargy overtook me





As I lay in my hammock





By the pond, hidden among weeds,





Whose surface shone speckled





By water’s sheen breaking through pondscum.





A sudden stir in the air above pond,





A glimmer of irridiscent colors!





A dragonfly was flitting upon the pond,





Transparent wings flashing colors





From metallic patches-





Red, brown, yellow, blue .





Helicoptering above, it lit





Upon a lily pad, compound eyes swirling





Its encircling globular vision searching, 





A predator seeking prey.





But Fate decrees its tragic moments.





The unwary dragonfly foolishly forgot





The predator in the shallows.





A sudden splash and whiplike motion!





A bullfrog leapt up mouth opening,





Flicking its long and sticky tongue out,





And captured the hapless dragonfly.





Thus marked the end





Of a predator by a predator.

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
It Just Happened

			
						

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Morning dew pearled


On blades of grass


And the wetness stang


My bare toes


Which felt the coolness


Of the September nip.


Nimbly passing


The wayward pebbles,


I rushed pell- mell


Towards the gurgling waters


Which sprayed crystal drops.


Almost reaching the stream,


Sparkling in the morning rays,


I stubbed my toes


On a stubborn rock


Which accosted me.


The sudden impact


Catapulted the feckless me


Into the chilling waters


And I came up spluttering,


 Water spurting from nose and mouth,


Clothes drenched and clinging.


Opened eyes awakened me


To gladly find that I was dry


And it was all a dream!