Before August 09 is history, some more poems

8.2 - Cinquain & a third

A flock
of noisy geese
fly northward to the pond
just out of sight. One trumpets--in
distress

or else
is insisting
on its own way.
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8.5 Haiku

a summer lunch
seed-freckled tomato juice
in the saucer
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8.10 Senryu

the library
now into speed dating
events
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8.15 Haiku

first faint purple
of beautyberries
Ides of August
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8.17 Haiku

mid-August...just now
seeing a Christmas bauble
in the Norfolk pine
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8.20 Haiku

rain slackens
and roosters quiet down
then a dove calls
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