Shadorma #36

353375

Bumblebee,
soon you will die, so
I try to
warm you up
on a sunshiny flower,
and feed you honey.

skat@2018

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Shadorma #35

353375

It’s so sad
when summer’s flowers
start to die;
stems straggle,
leaves turn brown and petals drop–
I could almost cry.

skat@2018

Shadorma #34

353375

Thirty-one,
“Feels more like forty”.
Forecast says:
Around 5:00,
stormy weather will arrive–
kill summer at last.

skat@2018

Return

Bluejays have come back
The bald one is now Kojak
“Who loves ya, baby?”

skat@2018

Shadorma #33

353375

Starlings have
come to strip my tree;
it sounds like
a jungle
in my back garden; waxwings
have missed out this year.

skat@2018