December 14, 2011- Small Stones
behind me by Teri H Hoover
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walking
into the hush of rolling car wheels
onto the pavement
under the bridge
behind me
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
just saying hello
December 14, 2011- Small Stones
just saying hello by Teri H Hoover
A dogs black head,
through the open sunroof,
barks a happy greeting.
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just saying hello by Teri H Hoover
A dogs black head,
through the open sunroof,
barks a happy greeting.
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ballet
December 14, 2011- Small Stones
ballet by Teri H Hoover
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Seven, silent, sparrows-
scuffling in the dirt at the dip.
A sudden ballet of birds,
Synchronized and without a single chirp,
they separate, momentarily, as we walk by.
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ballet by Teri H Hoover
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Seven, silent, sparrows-
scuffling in the dirt at the dip.
A sudden ballet of birds,
Synchronized and without a single chirp,
they separate, momentarily, as we walk by.
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fruitless
December 14, 2011- Small Stones
fruitless by Teri H Hoover
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high
amid bare branches,
Gray Squirrel
fruitlessly scolding
Golden Tabby
in the empty garden
below
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fruitless by Teri H Hoover
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high
amid bare branches,
Gray Squirrel
fruitlessly scolding
Golden Tabby
in the empty garden
below
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hop on board
A freight train of shadows,
edging along the sidewalk.
My thoughts jump on board,
like a hobo flipping a train.
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(Note: for this stone I googled "train hobo terminology" and found several instances where the words "train flipping" were used to describe jumping on board a moving train.)
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