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sometimes rusty

will they remain strong

untended?

Hummingbird protector

A loud, cawing raven perches on the roof edge,

seemingly a predator in this quiet neighborhood.

Undaunted, the tiny Anna’s hummingbird streaks round

annoying the huge black bird…until finally the “threat”

departs. 

Last Spring, the harassment was directed

at an invader hawk. Hummingbird protector!

To the end of the pier

Contemplating the fishing pier with its faltering pilings,

I wonder how many of my own are weakened

by life’s storms, from the constant motion of its waves.

How many solid posts do we really need

to go all the way to the end? 

Probably not all of them.

A hint of green

More about trees...life giving

and breath supporting. Yet,

today’s winter mantle is all about beauty.

Evergreen, the pine stands tall,

the oaks and native undergrowth pause

for a brief winter’s rest. A hint of green

assures me that spring is near.

A new view

From the train window

I saw a mountain, towns

and Spring blooming fields 

for the first time.

It was a landscape

that I had driven through

a hundred times

and saw the road.

A little boy

A little boy, perhaps 2 or 3

hair nearly white, curling in ringlets,

intense blue eyes, observant,

but shy. It was me, I thought

as I sat across from him on the train.

In reflection, it was me only

from one photo and reminiscences of great aunts:

simply an observer of then and now.

Misty day

Cold winter mist surrounding me

like a cloak. Walking in the shelter of trees

and overhangs, inward and chilled.

Suddenly, behind the western clouds

a moment of warmth as the hidden sun sets.