spring migration
a warbler serenades
his mate and me
—Nancy Brady
how green
our earth was
–climate
change
Nancy Brady
September morning...
the lone honk
of
a Canada goose
Nancy Brady
penguin love
he presents her
with
a shiny pebble
Nancy Brady
wildflower walk
along the trail they see
a
walking stick
Nancy Brady
hunt and peck
starlings cover
the
neighbor's yard
Nancy Brady
they all say
it's gas
—his
first smile
Nancy Brady
nearly spring
the days and her shadow
lengthen
Nancy Brady
black ice...
the danger of saying
the
wrong thing
Nancy Brady
chattering sparrows
in the burning bush
—town
gossips
Nancy Brady
dirty slush...
all the cars on the road
the
same color
Nancy Brady
ski vacation...
hands cupped around mugs
of hot chocolate
Nancy Brady
*
moonlit night
a catamaran glides over
stars
Nancy Brady
autumn afternoon
migrant workers give apples
to
a mare
Nancy Brady
*
the rustling of leaves
under a rake's tangs
—autumn
wind
Nancy Brady
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