Category Archives: nature

Little one

Who are you, little one, and where is your mother? Are you lost, or just exploring, as my children used to do? Is that your mother I hear calling? It must be, as you cock your head, turn and go. … Continue reading

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In nature, even the smallest things are beautiful.  

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Hokkaido Owl

Looking down from her perch in the tree, she waited. Then, seeing movement in the forest bed, she opened her wings and, falling, grasped the tiny animal in her talons. It was enough for her two little ones, awaiting her … Continue reading

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Blue sky

Outside, a clear blue sky, not a cloud anywhere, the bluest of blue lighted by a bright winter sun.  

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The first time he saw the tree, he was so overawed by its size and shape that he stared at it until people around him began to ask each other what the gringo could possibly find so interesting in that … Continue reading

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  In the distance white clouds spill over the mountains and into the valley below

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The Old Man and The Monkey

© 2016 by George Polley All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without … Continue reading

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Two poems

Monarch Yellow Veined Poised Upright Un- Moving Lifting Lofting Dancing Weightless Wings Flying Every afternoon a gray squirrel runs to the edge of the roof tests the distance and the wind and leaps catching the tips of a branch then … Continue reading

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A Song

To be sung softly in the morning or before going to bed, to the accompaniment of a flute and an ancient stringed instrument. Night-coming song moon rising Morning-coming song an eagle soars Golden rails run nowhere through the trees A … Continue reading

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