Author Archives: Don Baird

About Don Baird

A simple person that looks at the beauty and uniqueness of life through the lens of imagination.

stop sign

stop sign . . . the blind veteran waves a dozen roses

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breeze

the breeze through the window . . . mine

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rolling …

rolling in a trash bag, a cat’s tail counts the turns

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gangsta rap

gangsta rap — an autumn wind rocks the hammock

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stretching

stretching . . . across the skyline a demure hoot

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blue canoe

blue canoe . . . the sound of a pond’s stillness

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lone cloud

lone cloud . . . in the midst of this autumn dusk

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frisbee

chasing frisbees . . . the humidity of his breath

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spring

early spring; the rainbow pours through morning

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raining

raining from star to star … autumn

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