friday morning (two short poems)

tree

there is
no waiting –
no now
no then
only here,
new sun
flickering
lichen bark
on old trees.

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piet-my-vrou

between call
and answer
is silence,
cuckoo calls again
never loosing faith,
knowing it is
the silence
that shapes
its call.

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