What is it like to be hiking along a creek in the Vermont woods late on a June afternoon?
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Fighting
Biting
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(A Terse Verse Poem)
Month: June 2018
June 7
Cataract
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Water falls down
Gray and brown rocks
The sound roaring
Never boring
It’s pouring new spring rainfall
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Summer brings drought
Drying out falls
Throughout hot days
Shining grays dull
Sluiceways no longer noisy
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Icy cascade
Snow pack made fluid
Rocks fade under flow
Landing below
Where slow trickle brings new life.
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(A Yadu Poem)
June 6
Spotted Lanternfly
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They creep and crawl
Curious and confused
In a foreign land
Exploring new plants
Suitable for food
Seemingly adapted to find all leaves
Sufficient as meals and for young to roam
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They creep and crawl
Roots pushing through hardened soils
This plant these bugs know
It’s familiar scent
Repels us humans
But this new insect to the US finds
This foreign tree a postcard from home.
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(A Duodora Poem)
June 5
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Sky blue and sapphire, sharp angles and points
These annual flowers never disappoint
Amidst a sea of ferny feathery leaves
Soft delicate look definitely deceives
Angled flowers fade, curvy seed heads appear
Purple striped sage green pods house seeds of next year
Love-in-a-mist some say it grows like a weed
Returning year after year from those small seeds
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(A Mathnawi Poem)
June 4
Susurrus
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I learned a new word
From author Annie Dillard
Describing the sound
Of my favorite place to be
Where boulders and water meet.
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(A Waka Poem)
(A Tanka Poem)
Inspired by reading Annie Dillard‘s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. This is just one of the many words I had to look up while reading this book.
June 3
In the Garden
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Peony
Bumblebee
Chickadee
Honeybee
Tree debris
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Lima bean
Nectarine
Evergreen
Celandine
Hands not clean
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June 2
Puddle Jumper
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Pulling these on for the most soggy of days
Dry socks, warm feet
Jumping into the center of puddles
Up down, repeat
Joy and laughter from a grown up person
Rain drop athlete
I will never begrudge a rainy day
As long as I can get outside and play.
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(A Cavatina Poem)
June 1
He Loves Me He Loves Me Not
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He loves me, he loves me not he
Loves me, the white petals tell me
As they drift slowly to the ground
Falling to earth without a sound
Scattered all around, telling me our loves agree
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No answer from the yellow core
The flower is useful no more
Have I wasted all its glory
Confirming my own love story
No longer in the garden for bees to adore?
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(A Florette #2 Poem)
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