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Evening gathers low
in the meadow’s silver grass.
A bat sweeps the sky.
#tinypoem #micropoem #haiku 🦇

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#tinypoem #poetry

Walking away
is not letting go.

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PSF 10/1
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#TinyPoem

I worry into the silence,
old fears dancing
the tango
with the new, perfectly
choreographed
to echo
like heartbreak,
like longing,
like wonder
and want,
the dishevelment
of confusion
rings hollow,
uncertainty
sitting like a stone
in this unmade moment,
here I am—
but where are you?
#TinyPoem

for pet and human
a place to shed whatever
may cling to their feet

#haiku #tinypoem
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for you and yours...
appreciate you.

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Milkweed releases
a small constellation of
unwritten journeys.
#tinypoem #micropoem #haiku ✨

To be on a different planet
and breathing different air.

PSF 9/25
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Rothko
//

Silent stars, intransigent throb—
tactile cosmic boombox

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PSF 8/13
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#TinyPoem

I am an ocean
of curious secrets,
depths full of salt
and song, a longing heart,
a wrecked ship,
a beacon across the night,
a creature of journey
and destination,
always reaching,
always leaving behind—
I know the grave
of hope,
and yet, the notes
start again,
somehow.
#TinyPoem

Southbound wings stretch wide

against a darkening sky

as summer lets go.
#tinypoem #micropoem #haiku 🪶

Pencil to paper now
//

A reckless black gash on
a cold pressed contract.

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PSF 9/10
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Wheel turns, wings lift and
join the journey through the night.
The great migration. 🪶
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The garden darkens.
Where leaves once reached for the light,
gossamer sails drift.
#haiku #tinypoem #micropoem

I could tell you
it all works out,
but we don't know,
& that's part of the magic,
part of the myth
we make of ourselves,
standing at a crossroads,
standing on a precipice,
standing with a hand outstretched--
there's only what you dare
& what you don't dare, darling,
so choose. #TinyPoem

Light-winged seeds ascend,
the meadow exhales softly
into open sky.
#tinypoem #micropoem #haiku

Wind in the long grass
a song sparrow lifts the tune
past the last fence post.
#tinypoem #micropoem #haiku 🪶