Donald Seyerle Poems

Fig tree you've come alive as I walk by;
The neighborhood is watching you;
Even yonder pear tree.
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Out of Nantucket by New England coast,
The mainsail is unfurled in a light breeze,
Jib waiting for an ocean breeze.
A starboard tack is not to be found;
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Farther away than I can be,
Stands an island.
Showing egress to the river,
On to the sea.
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In rental car Black
Forest woodland I pass
Through, Treetops seemingly
Fogged at a distance, wooded
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