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a black spider hops
amid the soft late Spring grass...
always there's danger

yellow with black spots,
its antennaes probe the lawn...
art without canvas

I shoot basketball
with "zen" and for my fitness...
but swooshes thrill me

Diverse birds singing
and faroff children playing...
an unplanned concert

Philippino gal
tells me U.S. is quite good...
all things = relative

This morning I drank
sweet coffee from a clean cup...
a thai "luxury"

my back is so tense
and my brain has gone haywire...
nothing is that wrong

Some clouds congregate
on a forested mountain...
I love my Courteney

(a haiku by my lady Courteney Silverman)

the black bumblebee
ate from my dried banananna....
Sean chased him away