above the beaver's weir
the river dreams the stars
unruffled
then slips away downstream
with soft applause

#vss365 #weir

We did think of redesignating the interstate as canal, but it wasn’t really level enough. And after a month of rain fell yesterday, the off ramp cracked in a dozen places, becoming a ladder of weirs, but with no hope of salmon. Waves surged like clenched fists over abandoned cars.

#vss365 #weir

@dabertime

somewhat ... is *so* fuzzy

synthetic starlight
through one small remaining copse
says - let us not
carry the weight of the world
when we could just
ski artificial snow
from melting mountain tops

#vss365 #copse #poetry #poem

national park betrayal
all that’s left is copse
and robbers

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#vss365 #copse #senryu

the abuser returns
crisscrossing love
with armoured revenge

and a lovely fresh bunch
of violence

Malleus Maleficarum

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#vss365 #crisscross
#poem #poetry #poetrycommunity
#cherita

the tree of life stands tall
its canopy of roots
above our countless dead

bright cloaks of leaf
in passing

the axe in men's hands

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#vss365 #cloak
#poem #poetry #poetrycommunity
#cherita
#bonsaiku

= these foolish things =

at dawn
the feathered gather
even on these naked trees
to listen for our engine roars
and slammed doors

wondering
how we persevere
in light
of all their endings

-
w0dz

#vss365 #fool
#poem #poetry #poetrycommunity

it rained buckets today
causing serious and lasting damage
to my car

yesterday it was cats and dogs
i can still hear them
dancing on my corrugated roof

the fools
always begging one more chance
by darwin's open drain

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#vss365 #fool
#poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity