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Yesterday, when I was walking

it was as though I could hear nature talking

This is what she said:

Ok, you beauties; my sweet color-changing trees

today’s the day; so everyone, drop your leaves

No need to hang on to that weight

Be free, let loose; the season will no longer wait

Now, all these winds will pass through that space

with no mark on your bared limbs, not even a trace

The high whistling of your summer has quieted down

Now the rustling below has become the most wonderful sound

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The small blue bird

always perched very near to

 her older, more experienced friend on the power line 

Whenever a storm brewed up a strong wind

she leaned heavily against her protector

She had no awareness of her own weight

until the dark, foreboding, day she was pushed away

causing a hard fall onto the rocky road

which rendered her unable to fly

From that day on, she stayed

alone in the brush, never to see

her dear, feathered, companion again

The little blue bird often wondered if

on that tragic day

 her strong friend had merely collapsed

 from the exhaustion

of holding steady on that wire

 

 

 

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Each night I hear the blare

of your horn, the rumble

of your weight, heavy like a snore

habitual in the darkness; but

if one evening, the din vanished

 I would miss the thought of you

lumbering along the stillness, colliding

into the silent drift of my dreams