haiku for winter composting

black susurration
of compost from the shovel
cold whispers of Spring

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Warning

Am I in your way?
Have I grown so straight and tall
that you cannot see what you’re used to?
Do my branches impinge?
Do my birds spatter your hard walls?
Does my shade draw creatures for rest
on terrible August days?

Are you inconvenienced by their comfort?

By my deep roots?
By my moaning in wind?
By my offering of riches
in the fall
(if only you could wait
until they release their gold)?
By my perpetual exhalation of oxygen?

Cut me down then.

And when they begin to notice
how inconvenient you’ve become-
how much room you require-
how much air you breathe-
how large your age is become-
how deeply rooted in this life-
we will welcome you.

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Tanka for Today

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Scarlet leaves tremble
At Winter’s first suggestion-
Change disturbs us all.-
Living strong through Winter’s grip
Returns us to Spring’s fresh growth.

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Villanelle for the True Villains

Creating massive change is up to you.
Make stronger laws not based on who has paid.
Your thoughts and prayers mean nothing till you do.

You serve continually only the few,
The ones who idolize both cash and death.
Creating massive change is up to you.

You set these weapons free, then misconstrue
The fault to lie with others-YOU must change.
Your thoughts and prayers mean nothing till you do.

You call the killers ill, but it is YOU
Who need to learn to value human life.
Creating massive change is up to you.

Your empty words mean nothing that is true
Until you buy your soul back, making change.
Your thoughts and prayers mean nothing till you do.

We see you clearly. The bill has come due.
You’ll pay by losing all respect and power.
Creating massive change is up to you.
Your thoughts and prayers mean nothing till you do.

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Catalpa Sonnet

Catalpa tree’s the last to show in Spring,
The last to fall away when autumn comes,
No showy reds or oranges draw the eye-
A bit of yellow just suggests it’s done.
But when it throws its orchids at your feet
And later casts brown snakes upon the ground,
Its beauty in variety comes clear:
There’s more than twisted bark here to be found.
But our perspective’s not the only one
That matters-for the tiny birds that might
Find little shelter in hard rains and wind
All summer find protection day and night.
Those sail-like leaves that flutter in the day
Make soft-wrapped tents when light has dropped away.

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Tanka for Texas

windows in closets
let in light and fresh wet air-
early November-
low skies send church bells’ toning
helplessly wafting up souls

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Late to Class (Sonnet)

Slow slipping Summer stayed too long this year-
Insisting on her precedence of growth,
Green fingers pushing back against the chill,
Confused rootcrowns sought to satisfy both.
Some celebrate the Summer’s long retreat
And wish for warmth to last another week
As, finding joy in only that one spoke
Of Seasons’ wheel, they see no more to seek.
Forgetting all except that outward sight,
The progress into Winter seems to be
A loss of movement, growth and even Life,
Confinement where one was, in Summer, free.
Yet once the noise and heat of Summer’s done,
The inward turning learning has begun.

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