steady heat
a squirrel moves the shadows
of the leaves

May's morning
more calls less pecks
the woodpecker bird

neighborhood ginko
the hawk seems to know
what I need

Monday morning
a mom waves to the school bus
and to the hawk

busy with thoughts I bump into a honeysuckle day

the azalea flower
the way it carries the burden
of a bumble bee

pollen covers
the pictures in my camera
spring in Georgia

deer's look
my eyes behind
the camera

young girls
watching the bow of the sun
from the top of a hill

spring meditation-
next to the old thoughts, some
curious new sprouts

a chipmunk and I
having breakfasts
one window apart

on the lawn
investigator boy meets a fellow
investigator worm

the wind- trapped
in a battle with the big maple,
the rain- still missing

two plumbers working
many sounds but
not a single word

from the rain -
a spring bud topping for
the winter green

flocks of winged seeds
are abandoning their trees,
dry rain pats the ground

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young forest
straight strong trees
two tall kids on the track

the end of March

embarrassed naked branches

attempt retraction

the beauty of blooming Bradford pears

without the odor of blooming Bradford pears-

thank you unusually cold spring

lone among greens
a bright yellow daffodil
hitchhikes school buses