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Running I pass a

Little red hydrant all painted new.

I think to myself, how many you save,

so important are you !

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A Robin with a staccato chirp sounds alarm

As a gray rabbit scurries across the road

Into a shabby white wash painted barn

Tattered with age and a yearning presence

…of the past

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Morning make me a promise

be close with me today

wherever I go or wherever I stay.

I pray as I walk and hope you listen

as I deliver it all to you.

In your glistening morning,

the black shadows and magenta sun,

and Verdant fields wet with dew .

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Poetry in motion

A magenta glad opens;

Grace adorns in verse.

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I am not sure what

It is that draws me to the

LOVE of nature’s run.

Haiku

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I ran this morning

On ice and snow

The trees glisten

The ice fairies glow

I hear the geese

Sound celebration

The storm is gone

Now jubilation

As I crunched

My shoes as I run

I looked up to see

A heart shaped sun

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Looking through pages

the freedom of the past.

Before the virus

came so fast.

It will be gone;

just hope and pray.

It won’t be long

we will see a new day.

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The crescent moon

Shines just outside,

droplets of moon dust

Filters through ice crystals,

Frigid from late autumn.

We rise in hope as heavens

promise what we cannot.

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