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By Lucia Haase

Phantoms of fog
walk into morning
throughout the forest,
stretching – yawning…

secreted fauna
in shadows, creep
by fern and bracken
yet asleep.

Cool winds howl,
a kind of calling-
forest wolves
hunting…crawling.

Watchers watching
in the breeze,
eyes upon
the aspen trees.

Lucia Haase has been writing formal and free verse poetry for 20 years as the direct result of a spiritual experience.  She has had her poetry accepted at several publications and was included in a poetry anthology titled Symphonies of the Wild Hearted.  She also has had 6 books of poetry published.  She lives in Spring Valley, Illinois with her husband Jim and Pomeranian Cenney.

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Poetry, The River

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