The wood that warms you twice
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Swing and swing again
*
This log seems to like its shape
Holding onto it tightly
*
Would rather be a home for insects
Or a slow rotting place for plants to grow
Anything but firewood
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Fate or Free Will
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Blazes will guide
Life’s long strides now
Deciding fate
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(A Thanbauk Poem)
Magnolia
Beauty
when in full bloom
appreciated just
for existing beautifully
age comes
admiration diminishes
but to some open minds
beautiful is
always
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Waterfall Tableau
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Around each corner
The din gets louder
The air gets cooler
The mist gets thicker
The plants get greener
The rocks get slicker
*
Finally the last bend
Reveals the cascade
Tumbling frothy
Down the time-worn rocks
Into the deep pool
To trickle downstream
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(A Tableau Poem)
Cascade Trail
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The trail transforms from hard to soft
Looking up the sky is needled
Below my feet a tan carpet
*
Moss covers rocks like a carpet
Ferns make eroded stream bank soft
Pine cones dot a trail that’s needled
*
Shoulders brushed by branches needled
Hiking boots scuff up new carpet
All the green and tan make sounds soft
*
I tread on soft, needled, carpet
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(A Tritina Poem)
Anticipation
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Just a little clue
On display by you
To see
A glimpse of the hue
Reveals color true
Maybe
Magnitude preview
Wondering who you
Will be
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(A Bergerette Poem)
Forbidden Dance
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Quaker
Ladies dancing
To the beat of the breeze
Stopping only when the music does
Ready
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(A Crapsey Cinquain)
Papaver orientale
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Floppy
Poppy
Opening wide
Concealed
Revealed
Beauty inside
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(A Brevee Poem)
New Find
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She scours the forest for hours looking for flowers
Rains showers won’t dissuade this escapade
In verdant glade she knows something grows
Here she tiptoes carefully between shades of green
*
Looking for something bright in the light that might
Delight, whites abound purples astound
No one’s around to reveal her zeal
She’ll keep seeking, fascination piquing.
*
Field guide in hand, walking the land to understand
Firsthand, to embrace her place
In this space. From ants to plants
It all enchants, but her reflection is on connection
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Finally she spots unfamiliar flowers that dot woodlot
But cannot put name to same
Without shame she opens the guide, stooping beside
New flower trailside, knowledge expanding with understanding.
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Positivity is the buzz word
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The mosquito is annoying
And there is no doubt about it
Perhaps we can live without it
With my patience they are toying
*
Masters of camping destruction
The mosquito is annoying
Being out I’m not enjoying
To avoid I need instruction
*
Surprisingly they do some good
Repellent I am deploying
The mosquito is annoying
Helping frogs into adulthood
*
I’ll think twice before destroying
Assisting with pollination
Now I say with hesitation
The mosquito is annoying
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(A Viator Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 