Blue hole in a gray sky
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Why did the gray clouds
Open to reveal blue skies
We don’t see anywhere else?
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The lonely jack sighed
Wishing to play in the sun
Mother said “Dear, it shall come.”
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(A Mondo Poem)
This collaborative poem was written with CJF who answered my question to him.
Reflection
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On our recent adventure we took pictures of each other.
Home, we shared them telling what we love about one another.
Each of us focused on our features we liked least during the view
The things we can mention we love about ourselves are few
The quirky details we love about the other are untold,
We believe the other an amazing site to behold.
But looking in the mirror we see a face wrinkled and old
If only we could look through the loving eyes of the other
And see what the other can see with kindness and love anew.
When we love ourselves as we love the other, love becomes bold.
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(A CinqTroisDecaLa Poem)
Don’t Judge
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Is that purple violet a weed?
No, Indeed!
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Is the dandelion a pest?
Surely you jest!
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What do I see in these beauties?
Precious cuties!
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Let’s stop being so plant snooty
Stop judging every small flower
Without knowing its great power
No indeed, surely you jest! Precious cuties!
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(An Ovillejo Poem)
Dear Sis
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How is it that though
You’re 13 months younger than me
You seem to know
So much more, you’re worldly and savvy
Street smart, wise
Oh the life in those eyes.
It was I who jumped in to your bed
When it was thunder storming
And me you comforted
While visiting people in mourning.
I don’t think twice when
Something’s amiss
To seek your advice
I value dear sis.
According to the order of our birth
I should be the sage
But that concept has no worth
Wisdom has nothing to do with age.
I worry that your knowledge
Comes from life experiences hard fought
You didn’t learn all this in college
But the lessons hard blows of life taught.
I’m grateful for your comfort
And always sound direction
I consider you an expert
And wish I could offer you protection.
I love you little sis
And thank you for the shoulder
Though something feels amiss
Like you should be the older.
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(An Epistle Poem)
Hello
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When it comes to names my confidence wanes
I know it’s so lame and I blame my brain
Your name! Your name! I don’t recall
I just don’t remember at all
I know your face but your name escapes me
You name! Forgetting it sucks I agree.
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Names of trees I am good at recalling
Can’t name thee, which is pretty appalling
Your name! Your name! I think I know
I won’t say it, my doubt will show
It’s a weakness of mine to be certain
Your name! Will you please remind me again?
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(A Staccato Poem)
Photo courtesy of wikimedia commons – Creative Commons.
Making New Trees
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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze
Waiting for a wind gust
The strategy of many trees
Avoiding need for lust
Dingle dangle through them wind flows
Pollen moving as the breeze blows
Dingle dangle
Dingle dangle
Where it may go nobody knows
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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze
Pollen blowing around
No need for the efforts of bees
Set far above the ground
Swinging swaying dust releases
Gathers in corners and creases
Swinging swaying
Swinging swaying
With each gust the chance increases
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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze
Causing irritation
Triggering in others a sneeze
And exasperation
Flutter quiver from way up high
Pollen clouds where songbirds fly
Flutter quiver
Flutter quiver
Creating new catkin supply.
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( A Trijan Refrain Poem)
The Katsura Tree
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Heart shaped leaves of my favorite tree
Tinged with red, newly appear
Destined to be fall debris
Dusting the ground in yellow cheer
Graces our noses with scent of sugar cookie
Scintillating throughout the year.
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(A Harrisham Rhyme)
Don’t Tell Me What To Fear
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Tell me what I should fear
Distract me with signage
While the real danger sits
Beneath it unlabeled
The dangerous culprit
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Tell me what I should fear
Distract me with dumb tweets
And real fake news headlines
Ignore the authentic
Tightrope walk those fine lines
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Tell me what I should fear
So I don’t have to think
I’ll just read and surmise
You’ve told me all I need
To make it to sunrise
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Tell me what I should fear
I won’t think for myself
Like a lemming I’ll wait
For your next instruction
Free will I’ll abdicate.
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(A Monchielle Poem)
Happy Hens on a Warm Spring Day
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My hens
Dry dust bathing
Dirt cleanse
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Slow race
Each warm day to
Same place
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Sun bath
Happy chickens
Near path
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(A Musette Poem)
What You Can Tell About Me from Today’s Clothes Line
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Denim jeans I wear a lot
PJs are in stripes and dots
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My wardrobe comes in greens and blues
And occasionally brighter hues
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No paper napkins at my table
Don’t pay much mind to laundry labels
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No little children in this home reside
No theme to my house can be found inside.
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For separating colors I have no care
Hanging unmentionables I will not dare.
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(A Con-Verse Poem)
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