Ancient rhythm

A Rengay by Bill Waters & Sandi Pray

morning mist
pale sunbeams
fanning through the trees

our footsteps find
their ancient rhythm

the girth
of these oaks!
old-growth forest

water sounds
the everything of
falling leaves

from somewhere
the knocking of a woodpecker

the way words
become unnecessary
heading home

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Published in Haiku Presence, issue 58, July 2017.

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Head in the clouds

A Rengay by Bill Waters & Caroline Skanne

hedgerow —
100 starlings
rise up

sunlight in the silver birch
so much laughter

a cooling breeze
through shrubs and trees . . .
my head in the clouds

waning sun . . .
a ladybird enters
the conversation

hidden in the hawthorn
sparrows rustle the shadows

last scrap
of twilight vanishes
with the fox

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Published in Hedgerow: A Journal of Small Poems, issue 100, 12/16/16.

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