Neighbourhood (one)

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“Tomorrow morning before we depart,
I intend to land and see what can be found in the neighborhood”
Christopher Columbus

Neighbourhood

Branching Out

With the warmth they will sprout
Growing their tentacled snouts
It is the time,
The time, for branching out

Neighbourhood (three)

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“Tomorrow morning before we depart,
I intend to land and see what can be found in the neighborhood”
Christopher Columbus

Neighbourhood

Sign of the Times

It was the sign, of the times
Peeing, surely a major crime
Just be careful, while lifting that leg
You may be fined

Neighbourhood (two)

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“Tomorrow morning before we depart,
I intend to land and see what can be found in the neighborhood”
Christopher Columbus

Neighbourhood

Long Journey

The longest journey,
Starts, with a single step…
But the caterpillar, is not in a hurry
Taking its time in the human web

Last Of Snow Days? (seven)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow?

Bike rides?
In winter times?
Oh, how divine!

Last Of Snow Days? (two)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow Days?

Frozen in a formation
The leaves hibernating
Awaiting
Awaking
The transformation
Soon at hand

Last Of Snow Days? (one)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow Days?

Heavy on the branches
The snow masses heave
According to calendar
It would be their time to leave
But what are the chances?

Last Of Snow Days? (five)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow?

Through thick and thin
The winter surviving
In the snowy cover
Together they hover

Last Of Snow Days? (four)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow Days?

Lurking, hiding
Trying to fit in
The little lamp post
Who almost

Last Of Snow Days? (six)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow Days?

A winter scene
Quite serene
All in white
Black and white
What is missing?
Maybe,
A touch of green?

Last Of Snow Days? (eight)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow?

“Through the woods and into Grandmother’s house we go,
Walking is very, very, slow,
Oh, there is so much snow!
The hard wind blows,
Cheeks are starting to glow,
In the colour, of a tomato,
But toe, to toe
We all step in a row,
Wishing soon, to be in front of a stow!”