Haiku Interlude

Wading through the grass
hip deep in the nodding heads
all dew and dust now

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dawn and dirt and dew
and bright days begun anew
dusk and dust and death

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beating feathered wings
screaming over a mirror
landing on the shore

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holding baited breath
waiting on the next moment
releasing tension

Didn't get a bite
Impatient snowy egret 
Soon, dinner is served.

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Early morning sky
Fluorescent clouds at day break
Evening has fled.

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Contrailess jet plane
Metal on measureless blue
Distances preserved.

Every day I drive into a technicolor sunrise.
Such is daybreak at the Eastern Edge of the world.
I must cross two rivers before I reach the sea. Each river is spanned by thin web of steel and concrete.
I work a stone's throw from the ocean and I gauge the tempo of the day by the colors of the sea.
A dark blue sea protends a calm day.
A green sea speaks of storms to come. a slate gray sea: the storm is here.