Sunlight stretches long
beams across dazzling new green
fields glinting with dew.
Sunlight stretches long
beams across dazzling new green
fields glinting with dew.
Ocean backs away
and denizens are caught sunbathing
in small pools.
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Can you see the Green Anemones” clinging to the rock on the left? You can see how windy it is from the ripples on the water! It was a stormy day.
Here’s a tidal pool rich in sea life! This one is the touch pool at the Oregon Coast Aquarium. That big anemone on the right grabbed my finger and numbed the tip with its anaesthetic. On the left are abalone, the black frill just feels like a satin ribbon. The star fish are rough.
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It’s just one day, but
one is all it takes to change
everything. Today.
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Today is just one
day, but one is all it takes
to change everything.
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One is all it takes
to change everything. Just one
but it’s today.
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To change everything,
just one is all it takes–just one,
It’s one day: today.
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♥
This is my 900th post on this blog! Yay!
Thanks for being here with me to celebrate the moment!
The song of the chimes
should be ringing from the porch
but you like silence
For part of my workshop on e-publishing yesterday, I thought I’d better experience what it’s like to work with smashwords.com. At 11:30 p.m. last Thursday night I pulled together my haiku collection, figured that the poems theme either around the seasons or love, put them all other, made a book cover, and published them at 1:00 a.m.
What that says is, “It’s really easy to publish using Smashwords.”
That said, I didn’t like the format it spat out, and re-loaded the file a couple of times until I got it to my satisfaction, but that was simple too.
This is my latest book, “A Year in Love.” If you’d like a copy, I’ve made it free with this coupon code until the end of June: QK59P
I have published an e-chapbook of 22 haiku poems. It is entitled A Year In Love. You can purchase it here. It’s 99c, but if you use coupon code QK59P, you can have it free, my gift to you.
tree time March 21, 2013
Tags: forest, haiku, Redwood, time, trees
Centuries go by
in whirling winds, in rustling rains
in silent snow
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Centuries go by
Moccasins tread silently,
worship towering boughs.
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Centuries go by
Path’s pounded into road and
jarring engines rush
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Centuries go by
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Stout Grove Redwoods
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