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Category Archives: Oregon
Haiku–Robin Greeting
Robin’s good morning greets the sky’s earliest light; darkness ebbs to grey. (left: iacmusic.com; right: imgarcade.com)
Imagination
The freeway is the ocean, the stars are just as high, but fewer. I am tired, but can still pretend what is real is somewhere near, not a lifetime away. My imagination saves me again. (top: en.wikipedia.org; bottom: lovethesepics.com)
Posted in Home, Oregon, Portland, Slice of Life, Uncategorized
Tagged home, imagination, life, Oregon coast, outdoors
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Haiku–Bird Morning
Screet, screet, dut-dut-dut; yoodle oot, yoodle oot, oot; the birds awaken. (top: youtube.com; bottom: wildernessdweller.ca)
One Answer
You ask what I believe in, the question hanging in the air like a flock of Vaux swifts poised to dive into a chimney. Any answer I give will be trampled beneath the boots of your dogma. But I answer anyway … Continue reading
Fishing
A flick of the wrist: the spotted lure sails across the stream and blurps into the shadow under the far bank. The current catches my flash. Another flick of the wrist, gentler this time, and the rod tip aligns the spinner’s … Continue reading
My Urban Life
The east wind blows cold, ruffling the hair where it lays against my ears. It smells of fir, river, and traffic. My urban life is a friend with whom I often argue. I always question my place in it. Answers … Continue reading
Grey on the Ground
Your eyes are closed as mine are open. Your smooth unblemished lids hold secrets no one can know. When I blink you see me standing behind you in that upstairs bedroom as we watch the sheep below clustered for shearing. … Continue reading
Posted in Aging, family, Friendship, Marriage, Oregon, Poem
Tagged animals, love, sheep, upstairs bedroom
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Ocean
Sound arrives first; ears can see over dunes. Light will bounce too, but shapes may morph into something else. Water will always stretch as far as you can see. Waves will curl and crash, reassuring your heart. Salt smells of … Continue reading
Haiku–Inside Day
Rain constantly swirls rolling wet, in from the beach; inside is just fine. The fire warms us: the dog sleeps before the stove. Home is a haven. (beach: pmansbach.com; woodstove: desertcanyonliving.blogspot.com)
Posted in Beach, Dog, family, Haiku, Oregon, Poem
Tagged coast life, dogs, Oregon coast, rain, weather
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Haiku–Last Leg
Last leg underway; the roar is on the outside; both my ears are full. (top: postadvertising.com; bottom: seatmaestro.com)
Narble Furt Lives 