sparrow's eye

the world
reflects in a sparrow's eye
. . . how small they are


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mo' sparrows

warm day
the sparrows and my mood
springier


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Another sparrow haiku

winter morning –
slight warmth of sparrows
deep in the thicket


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sparrow's song

winter dawning
a sparrow's song rises
from the bushes


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The Old Familiar

In the night, in the darkness,
the old familiar steals around.
Emerging from corners of my room,
from the stillness and shadows
is a sad repository of memories
I can count on always to cheat
me of comfort and sweet sleep.

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Autumn - its magnificence and spell-binding colors

found even along a stretch of country road.

lark's call

after a lark's call
silence amid
the deepening snow


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