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Teddy Roosevelt Park


Where Mini Crab

scurries over shells

between my steps

 

Where Forest

dangles her damp vines

down to my breath

 

Where Marsh

pulls his salt 

up to my nose

 

Where Egret 

flaps her wings

past me over reed rows

 

Where Dragon Fly

buzzes by

my ear to my knees  

 

Where Flying Fish

jumps up to tease me

belly flopping onto the creek

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Your Florida Preserve

 

Wooden pillars squeak in the afternoon wind

Waters slap against the shore

Not angrily but without end

 

Bleached bright pier reflects the sun

Man holds his pole on a “No Fishing” sign

Like a catch would have been fun

 

The sky so tantalizing blue

It fools you into thinking

The water is too

 

The sun also plays games with your mind

Shimmering off the murk...

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The Grammy goes to...

 

eager crickets sing in chorus

at the top of their lungs 

 

gusts rustle leaflets

in the string section of dwarf palms

 

nervous gnat raises his falsetto 

as high as he can

 

dragonfly’s baritone buzz

upstages her wingspan 

 

pileated woodpecker plays his pine 

keeping on the beat

 

tufted titmouse takes her tenor solo

melodic and neat

 

wi...

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Florida Birthday Girl

You wake me early, with a kiss-scapade and your eyes bright like the morning light that snuck through onto my pillowcase.

You open my car door with a knowing grin, and I make ridiculous guesses, but you refuse to reveal your plans.

First, across the bridges of Jacksonville, to historic Avondale, where old-Florida gardens and old-money mansions show us their frills.

My first time at the Fo...

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