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Never judge

photo of a tree bark that has a lot of bumps and blemishes

Covers can mislead:
rugged blemishes on trees—
life indicators.

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N Unplugged Leave a comment June 24, 2021June 24, 2021 1 Minute

Fall

Dangling on tree limbs
twirling, swinging, tormenting—
leaf, watching husky.

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N Unplugged Leave a comment June 23, 2021June 23, 2021 1 Minute

Taking time off

close up photo of reddish-brown autumn leaves on a tree

Lying down, face up,
holiday in the city—
sunbathing fall leaves.

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N Unplugged 1 Comment June 22, 2021June 22, 2021 1 Minute

Ancient

photo of a eucalyptus tree bark

Old, spotted, wrinkled—
testament to life well lived,
grand dad eucalypt.

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N Unplugged Leave a comment June 21, 2021June 21, 2021 1 Minute

Yearn

photo of a tree stump with a hollow opening on it

Looking to the skies,
wishing passing clouds would stay—
forests and farmers.

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N Unplugged Leave a comment June 20, 2021June 20, 2021 1 Minute

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