Haiku at Navarino

 Haiku at Navarino


Million B.C.?

Pterodactyls in the sky?

No, it’s sandhill cranes


Overhead a flock

A cloud of many sandhills

Maybe a thousand


Grey as its namesake

Flows through the woods, swift, silent

That old Wolf River


Hiked the birding trail

It was more like a river

A “trail” for the birds



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