William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

High Low Bee

We met a wee toddler with his parents on the canyon trail this morning.

This afternoon, I saw the junco father with his recently hatched little ones. They were finding things to eat in the shade garden. The father flew up to the pine, landed on a branch just above me, and ticked a bit — it was just like old times.

honey high

on the mountain low

in the flower bee

free in the canyon

to see until night

comes on

August 5, 2022


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  1. Oh, little words, we thank you for that dance ~ . ~

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