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Crossing a shallow riverbed

I found alarm at arms length.
In the crevice between rocks

A snake lied in wait:

Its nose above the glassy surface,

Its body slanted in the passing current.
I wasn’t close enough to see

The shapes of the pupils watching me

But I had plenty the mind

To look quick and find

A different path for us to take

And thus avoided Mrs. Snake.

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A day done
A feast eaten
A hope held.

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I am less perfect than the pitch
Of the cricket’s carapace
Singing the sounds of summer.

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Glassy green stream
Chilled white wine
Sounds so refreshing.

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