(Water color with gold leaf: “Hummers”, Jane Kohut-Bartels)
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Mist drifts in waves
Ribbon-ing maple branches
The rising of moon
Make Egrets shimmer silver-
Gauzy ghosts of nothingness.
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Cranes wheeled in the sky
Their chiding cries fell to hard earth
Warm mid winter day
A pale half moon calls the birds
To stroke her face with soft wings.
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How could I forget
The beauty of the pale moon!
A face of sorrow
Growing thin upon the tide,
disappearing into dawn.
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Autumn wind startles–
Lowered to an ominous
Key—Ah! Mournful sounds!
The fat mountain deer listen-
Add their bellowing sorrow.
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I wander the fields
Snow covers the barren soil
Sharp wind plays pan pipes
A murder of crows huddle
Black laughing fruit hang from limbs
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Jane Kohut- Bartels
Copyrighted, 2018
