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Monthly Archives: March 2016
Another Spring Haiku
Song sparrows spill trills across a flashing blue sky Spring flings herself in
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Why You should Have Taken Me With You
You hung me up on tenterhooks this morning Attending surgeon’s consult on your own, Just as you did yesterday without warning Calling from the doctor’s on the phone. Have you not figured out yet that my peace Depends on yours … Continue reading
Posted in love, Poetry, Sonnet
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Fibonacci for Spring
Damp chills the wind until all Winter’s bitterness spirals away into grey skies leaves us alone with our joyful anticipation of life’s gentle reawakening into another Springful of sweet happiness.
Posted in Fibonacci poetry, Gardening, joy, love, Patience, Poetry, Spring, Winter
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Seedling
They turn and yearn toward light any light even cold blue-yellow false light- Mr. Right-Now keeps them alive in the cold days lonely days until their lover Sun blasts heat saves them feeds every need making flowers and fruit.
Posted in Free verse, Gardening, Gardening, Usually Organic, love, Patience, Poetry, Spring, Summer
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Kindness (a Fibonacci poem)
Each rich gesture of kindness ignites another spiraling out into a world frozen hard in a winter-frost of hardening hearts
Posted in Fibonacci poetry, Philosophy, Poetry, Uncategorized
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Garden Song
Garlic humming underground Sends up now a different sound: Tallish, reedy, like a flute Sends up green and branchy shoot. Potted bay sings other songs To the sky for which it longs Sees it for now behind glass Waiting for … Continue reading
Spring Is the Hungry Season
They shine, these silver days that promise Spring When bits of sun light up forgotten things, Like trowels that have lain too long unused By double-bladed Klingon garden tools. Even through closed windows, I can hear Birdsong that’s been missing … Continue reading
Son
My body bears a scar has done for nearly thirty years- they took you by force sent you into the world forever after separated from me your own beautiful creature. What remains invisible but more deeply real -the scar on … Continue reading
Posted in birth, Free verse, love, Poetry
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Trump Tanka
“We stand with Belgium!” You who speak only hatred, How dare you say so? Every jihad of hatred Grows from the same withered heart.
Posted in Poetry, Politics, Tanka
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Another Chance
Spring comes now, the time of resurrection: Green blades cut through semi-frozen ground. Even house dogs start to shed protection From the frost, ears tilted to the sound: Birdsong ornamenting tightly budding Fresh new leaves on all deciduous trees, Crow-caws … Continue reading
Posted in Birds and Other Joys, Dogs, Birds and Other Joys, joy, Poetry, Sonnet, Spring
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