Poetry
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Bringing incomprehensible sentiment
Not to understand in detail
Perplexing two-thirds of the universe.
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(A Blackout Poem)
The poem was created from words found on the opening page of the following article about physics and dark matter
https://news.temple.edu/temple-magazine/2018/winter/bringing-dark-matters-mysteries-light
Rock Garden
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Walking flat gray gravel trail hand in hand
Soft sound of ground crunching under boots
Taking in the sights along the creek and land
Observing from the canopy to roots
Trekking slowly from hilltop to wetlands
Hearing birds and their chirps, caws and toots
Suddenly something grabs my attention
The names of the plants I can’t help but mention.
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A rock garden rises next to the trail
Distracting, attracting, enchanting me
Maroon, bright green, blue covering gray shale
No flowers yet to attract the bee
Petite young leaves are anything but frail
Colors and textures abound early
On this cool gray day these are welcome sites
Nature’s vertical rock garden delights.
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(An Ottava Rima Poem)
The Promise of Homegrown Citrus
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I helped create these baby limes
Using Q-tips
As bees
Buzz.
Forging nature
Fake bee
Fuzz
My hand achieves
What bee
Does.
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(A Zeno Poem)
Julie’s Hands
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Staring at dots some call age spots thinking a lot of passing time.
These I did heed, watching her read, thinking that she’d had hands sublime.
Showing wisdom that overcomes trials becomes a long lifetime.
Today I see hands before me and note with glee these spots of mine.
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(A Rhupunt Poem)
Winter Exercise
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My morning reps may be different than yours:
Lift light weight, walk twenty steps, go down stairs,
Walk twenty more steps, squat, lift three pounds.
Repeat until light weight becomes heavy.
Lift heavy weight, walk forty steps, squat down,
Place many three pound weights in bin. These are
My morning reps.
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Repeat each early morning through winter.
For extra cardio sweep bits from floor.
The saying goes firewood warms you twice
And I can attest to this while doing
My morning reps.
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(A Rondine Poem)
Crocus
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Up through old brown crunchy leaves
Emerges a bloom of gold
Up through old brown crunchy leaves
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Undeterred that it’s still cold
A small island of beauty
Emerges a bloom of gold
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Petite bloom is a cutie
Nectar and pollen for bees
A small island of beauty
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Glinting far beneath the trees
A bright harbinger of spring
Nectar and pollen for bees
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Unwary of what spring will bring
First of many on the way
A bright harbinger of spring.
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Petals open in the day
Up through old brown crunchy leaves
First of many on the way
Up through old brown crunchy leaves.
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(A Terzanelle Poem)
Cringe
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Egg
Enormous
Hard to imagine
This emerged from petite hen
Whoa!
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(An Oddquain Poem)
No
Naps for
me before
meeting my dear
I believed them a bore
now it has been made crystal clear
in day-sleeping there is nothing to fear
it’s good to pull up the blankets, fluff the pillow
quiet the room so there’s nothing to hear
if you are lucky dreams appear
now I find I want more
time to nap here
time to snore
restore
slow.
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(A Diatelle Poem)
Heat
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Burning wood keeps my home warm.
Who is left cold in
The forest?
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( A Quinzane Poem)
Shades of Green
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How is it
These wispy shades of green
Find themselves tucked among flat gray knots
Of beech tree roots and frail faded aged autumn leaves
Once ordinarily overlooked
In their simplicity
Now glowing?
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(A Triquain Poem)
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