Category Archives: environmental

Forgotten

Of use one moment, then abandoned upon the ground, the glint of a piece of plastic half-hidden by the snow is found. A piece of non-biodegradable waste once used for something useful: to keep something clean; to keep it edible; … Continue reading

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The Fly

I don’t know how it made it in and I cannot get it to leave, but there is the incessant, endless grating buzzing when it flings itself against the lightbulb in my lamp. Is it the warmth that draws it … Continue reading

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Stone

There are times I wish I was stone. Hard rock as skin and a core that is so insulated, it can feel nothing. But is that true? When I place my hand upon such surfaces, I can feel the chill, … Continue reading

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Sleepless

In the darkness the light falls in through the window so brightly. I need my slumber but how to sleep when that silver sliver cuts across in sharp refusal to accommodate my desires? The clock releases thundering clicks to ensure … Continue reading

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Color Me

Color me with the shades you wear. Adorn me with your crimson and orange. I am pale and weary with hair of faded ash and grey. Lend me your hues of burgundy and gold. Dress me in your scents of … Continue reading

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Reflection

The surface of the lake was a cool green-gray; a shade as smooth as the morning mist which showed the muddy pewter sanded bottom. It was a huge glass mirror with ripples as its only imperfection in repeating the soft … Continue reading

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Summer Sunset

white crusted rocks o’er the streambed soaking up sun while pale green shoots of grass wave in the wind who talks of distant lands where mountains reach stretching to grasp the sky far away trees shriveled and bent yet even … Continue reading

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Midnight’s Playground

The orange-gold harvest moon held in the black skeletal cupped hands of a tree throbbed with an intensity that matched the shrieking whine of a dying car. Predator unto itself. A mosquito screeched in the night pregnant with passion and … Continue reading

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Oracle

I watch the glass bubbles ebulating from your silken voice and I shudder, unable to keep warm. Your white woolen cloak covers all in glittering splendor. And I know there will be no food. The single doe must teach the … Continue reading

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Dawn

There was a grey, dark sky beyond the stone chimney of the next house. Dewdrops glistened not only on the trees, but also on the panes of glass, and even the asphalt street. It was so cold you could see … Continue reading

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The Bird

A small grey bird hops along the fence, his tiny brown claws clutching the wood. Though it is cold, he can feel content. He is at peace though the harsh gale blows. He does not look at himself to see … Continue reading

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Early Night (haiku)

Dark, cold, silent moon Hard, aching stone underneath Solitary bird

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Dreamers

Dreamers with your heads in the clouds, leave a space for reality. It’s just as nice there in the blackberry fields as in the glistening stars. Remember to look, and to love, and to feel. You can see more at … Continue reading

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Youth (haiku)

Children play in grass; butterflies less delicate underneath blue space.

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Night

Five o’clock darkness doesn’t hide crystal drops on asphalt. Black silhouettes against purple are leaves compressed in mud. Bare bony fingers reach up higher to grasp the night as if it were palpable. Sheets of misting clouds blanket tiny distant … Continue reading

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Significance of Insignificant Moments

A young boy leaned against the tree, sleeping, his head pressed back against the withered trunk. Rough bark gently touched the back of his neck. Simultaneously, the two life-streams beat together – old sap and young blood joined for just … Continue reading

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Coral Reef

He sought the yellowed sea that sighs in melancholy delight. Round and round the flame spins through the fog and night. And the weathered grey rock chortles in the hulabaloo and snickers and cracks as the waves creep through. The … Continue reading

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Crystal

Spiderweb thin cracks at the spots where people have skimmed by already reveal a glint of gold just under the crust. Any distinguishable lines remain covered by tiny mountains on either side of a sharp track. Perhaps it is a … Continue reading

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Morning

In the morning mists of a tiny Vermont dawn, a little girl played by herself, outside, to not wake up the house. She ambled through the aisles formed by flowers and rock, chasing the crickets and tickling her feet in … Continue reading

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Entrance

A pale silver shaft of the moon tumbled down through my window unable to climb back home because of the dancing snow. I took the poor piece in my arms, as if to keep it warm. We kept each other … Continue reading

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