March 19

Mammogram

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Well, I am a woman and I have two breasts

Which at my age require regular tests.

To the office for an examination

It’s the first time and a whole new sensation

Lifting, placing, pressing, squashing but no pain

What to expect next nurse kindly explained

I don’t know what all the hubbub is about

It’s surely better than the alternate route.

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(A Tuscano Strambotto Poem)

March 17

Sugarbush

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Now we know how it feels to be

Living inside a still snow globe

With trees wearing snow like a thick robe

The winds blowing flakes all glittery

Surrounded by snow suddenly.

Snow settles in on trails knee deep

Making them soft, even the steep

The snow begins to settle down

The wind blows and shakes it around

Inside we make memories to keep.

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(A Decima Poem)

March 16

Whiteface

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Friends and family, destination Whiteface

For an extended adventure weekend

Squeezed in a glass gondola we ascend

Then we descend on boards and skis with grace

*

Between snow and board Julie found space

Frozen faces, tired legs, hours we spend

Yard sales, bumps, winds, and laughs we descend.

At the summit looks like another place.

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Despite the noise from the front of the car

We made it down the longest eastern blue

And had a delicious locker room lunch

From open to close we really rode far

We had so much fun the time really flew

It was a great day with a great bunch.

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(A Petrarchan Sonnet)

March 15 (Throwback)

Urban Education

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Black and white standing on the corner

I’m waiting for the traffic to stop

He rushes in way against the light

I’m still waiting for the traffic to stop.

Street-smart, city-wise he is on his way

I’m still waiting for the traffic to stop.

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(A Throwback Poem)

(A Free verse poem)

March 14

Natural Beauty

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Lovely are the lines of existence

Whether from smiles, days in the sun,

Laughing, old age, worries or nonsense

Like those carved into rocks over eons

About how they’ll form we are in suspense

Physical proof of a life well lived

Of old age they may be evidence

But can be confirmation of fun

Wear them like a badge of confidence

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(A Magic 9 Poem)

March 12

Change is on the way

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Skunk cabbage! The first sign that spring

Is just a few sunsets away,

It’s mottled flowers reminding

To set the clocks forward timing

Transition to new kinds of play.

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Near time to stow board and bindings

Pull tent and bike from where they stay

Prepare for warm weather hiking.

Don’t yet put snow gear in hiding

Maybe we’ll still have a snow day.

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(A Copla Real Poem)