LXXI
An early crocus
Blooms, denying any more
Frosty tomorrows.
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LXXII
Homo sapiens
Walk from a car watching them
With its shining lights.
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LXXVIII
The night sky written
On little Caribou Lake,
Erased by morning.
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LXXIX
Truck tires shed re-treads
Leaving rubber carcasses
Writhing in the road.
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LXXX
Spring shouts at a fresh
Blanket of snow, threatening
A total meltdown.
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LXXXI
A bee buzzed around
Me as I sat in the sun.
Strange January.
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LXXXIV
Innocent yellow
Dandelions surrounded
By manicured lawns.
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LXXXVII
After midnight a
Dense mist tries to wrap the world
In a soft blanket.
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LXXXV
Undulating bricks
Of the patio slowly
Surf the waves of time.
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LXXXVI
A Paschal moon shines
Brightly. No one could see it
Behind the storm clouds.
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LXXXIX
Fireflies. Living
Shooting stars darting about.
Earthly asteroids.
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XCII
Vibrating watches.
Multitasking companions.
Connectivity.