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In this rare natural preserve,
cardinals cheer from nests in tree towers
sheltered by veils of plush green leaves
as frisky herds of  baby deer
hop, skip and dance
with the grace of ballerinas
on the grassy knoll below.

The keen ear discerns
the whisper of streams
spilling over shallow beds
of igneous rocks
spearing through the translucence
of aqueous purity
not yet muddied by elements
destructive  to the green movement.

F**ar removed from the huff and puff of industry,
where a breath of fresh air
is a luxury long forgotten,
and wheezing lungs abound,
the natural preserve
takes us to higher ground
where the scenes and sounds
of natural synergies
touch the heart,
cleanse the spirit,
and soothe the soul.

~ P (#Pablo#hg)
one lazy tropical afternoon
in June,
a green coconut fell
from a 15-foot tree
in my backyard

a tree I'd planted a few years back

not in a climbing mood,
I grabbed a 10-ft pole
and stabbed the bunch of swollen nuts

stab...
stab...
stab...

then my neighbor yelled:
'pablo, pick one for me..'

and I turned my head
towards her voice,
then back
up

the green coconut fell
from the 15-foot tree
in my backyard

and landed on my face...

~ P (#Pablo#PC)

(8/10/2013)
And I have the scars on my upper lip to prove it....

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