A Second Trilogy of Short Poems

The Heron Learns Patience

The fish in the lake no longer leap;
They sleep through November cold,
Awaken hungry with the warmth of Spring.
The gray heron learns patience.

Flying Away From Winter

White clouds bring the caress of sunlight
Reflected in the sparkling tears on his face.
Shadows cluster at his naked feet as
Wild geese call, flying away from winter.

Clouds Swallow the Moon

Clouds swallow the moonlight,
Leaving Earth filled with shadows,
Fills me with foreboding
Of what will come tomorrow.


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