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Moss covered, majestic trunks ( Read more... )

Heavy acorns randomly
bounce off the trailer
like small, steel bearings

sometimes waking me
from dreams.

Despite this divide ( Read more... )

Farmer Allen sincerely flagged a ( Read more... )

Stems of thorns and
leaves of gloss.

Dark red, mating weevil beetles.

Pale,
plump,
green aphids.

Voracious ladybug larva like
little Gila monster.

Elegantly stalked eggs
of
the lacewing.

One fancy yellow rose with
no sweet smell.
Plain, pink rose with the smell
of lady angels.

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The valleys
in the mountains
near old, gold-mining towns
are vast and abandoned.
Valleys where cold air
flows at night
and shadows linger when
early sunbeams
break over the ridges.

Tonight I sip the ( Read more... )