Decisions
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Two roads diverged in a wintery wood
They will converge again with different tales
One trail to the creek, one between hardwoods
One should keep your feet dry, boulders to scale
Other entails wet rocks hops and strong deadwood
Each would be a challenge, now to pick a trail
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(A Wreathed Sestet with a nod to Robert Frost)
Tsuga canadensis
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Where there is now a nascent hemlock stand
A grand hemlock of many years once stood
Should you want to know the story of the land
Stumps are shorthand for rains and winds withstood
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Autumn Snowfall
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An autumn snowstorm has all the allure
Burgundy and golden leaves fall
With the unique snowflakes
A surprising
Artwork
Berserk
Mesmerizing
Looks like nature’s mistake
Colors mixed with no color at all
A collection of all nature’s grandeur
Consistently proving she’s not a bore
She just can’t help but to enthrall
Puts all the time she takes
Slowly devising
Field work
Fireworks
Emphasizing
The seasonal outbreaks
Bright sun, fall leaves, gray rains, snow squalls
An autumn snowstorm has all the allure.
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Pause
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On my morning commute
I stopped at the sign
Fleeting moments captured
*
Just like every damn day
But today was different
Translucent, transcendent
*
Just like every damn day
The sky was bright, so was the sign
Seconds stalled to permanence
*
As the frost slipped down
Revealing alarming red
Temporary forever
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Snowbirds
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Tracks in the snow let me know where you go
Gray squirrels run in circles throughout the woods
Near feeders the three-toed hops of junco
Woodpeckers pace up and down the ironwoods
Follow the heart-shaped tracks of buck and doe
We’re all leaving tracks through the neighborhood
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(A Sicilian Sestet)
Winter Woods
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They’re wondering about the shine out there
Mourning the fall on this frosty morning
Bare gray branches are more than they can bear
Warning us winter came without warning
*
No other season questions what you know
Wait while dormant branches support snow’s weight
So strong as below acorns gray squirrels sow
Ate one, shared one, then buried the next eight
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I know winter’s magic astounds the eye
Piece of the woods covered in snow brings peace
Sky blue birds migrate past in the blue sky
Geese in their way in the v-shape of geese
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Right now’s so stunning makes me want to write
Site’s so lovely it really is a site
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(A Shadow Sonnet)
Like the pine needles
Quieting every footstep
On the asphalt path
*
A long walk outside
Quiets the noise in my mind
In only moments
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Needled evergreens
Buffer the sounds of the road
The park is peaceful
*
Gone from the office
Far from the water cooler
And daily grumbles
*
A needed lunchtime escape
Prepared for the afternoon
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(A Haiku Sonnet)
“The woods is shining this morning
Red, gold and green, the leaves
Lie on the ground, or fall
Or hang full of light in the air still.”
~ from “Grace” by Wendell Berry
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The woods is shining this morning
A little bit less from above
A little bit more from below
First hard frost causing the inversion
*
Red, gold, and green the leaves
Have finally fallen carpeting
The lawn and last year’s leaves
The gold standing out, gleaming
*
Lie on the ground, or fall
Into the soft piles of leaves
Surrounded by colors, engulfed
By the scent of transition
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Or hang full of light in the air still
From branches you’ve climbed to see
The leaves from afar, like you could
When they clung to the canopy
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(A Glosa Poem) inspired by
“Grace” by Wendell Berry
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Glistening droplets
Shine atop a fuzzy leaf
Fleeting reflections
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(A Haiku)
Election Day
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Millions cannot be led astray
Try not to be disenchanted
Choice of evil
*
I will do more than hope and pray
Sticking up for the transplanted
Avoid the vile
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Taking action without delay
Bringing to light words so slanted
Lifting the veil
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Freedom to cast my vote today
I will take nothing for granted
The way I live
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(An Anacet Poem)
I believe I created this poem form though if you know of another name for the same please let me know:
– A combination of anagram and tercet
– no meter
– at least two stanzas
– rhyme scheme: abx- abx – abx
– 8 syllables, 8 syllables, 4 syllables
– last line uses anagram of a word
A Picture and a Poem 