An Olive Sunset

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An olive sunset/The first ever I’ve witnessed/feathered autumn hues

Finally, a haiku writing challenge!  Faithful readers are aware of my unfortunate/propensity for haiku/on odd occasions.

Haiku, it is been reported (by at least one chipper laboratory rat), is among poetic forms so powerful as to possess healing powers.

Here, in haiku form, are five sights for which I am thankful this week:

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His brethren flew off

One plump stalwart remained, perched

Magnificently

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Awaiting late flight

Driving rain, Boston traffic

Still magical light

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Coral twilight’s masts

Vertical, horizontal

Lines of land and sea

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Vivid horizon

 Afternoon sky mottled by

Clouds like shed snake skin 

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Curled against the cold

Beagle brothers share nap time

Lit by dazzling sun

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