Success(ion)
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A seed lands, crack expands
Roots making life from hard rock
Water feeds new plant needs
In the shade of a great hemlock
Boulder becomes mineral crumbs
Roots, rock, rain in wedlock
Through sun and storms new soil forms
The tale of a forest epoch.
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A Naturette Poem. A poetry form I invented to write about a tiny detail of nature.
The 8-line poem has the following rhyme scheme and syllable count:
6AA
8B
6CC
8B
6DD
8B
6EE
8B
Winterizing
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So clever are these furry squirrels
Tails twitch, swirl, gathering food
So rude, around branches they twirl
Hurling leaves, nuts from altitude
Barking with attitude, spunky
Chunky things, feeder invaders
Compost raiders, birdseed junkies
Charm school flunkies, hawk evaders.
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Everyday I’m Shufflin’
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Did anyone notice the line
In the leaves as they shuffled through
Amazed at what water can do
As it cascades from the roofline
Nature’s artwork so sublime
Only for temporary view
Until new weather does ensue
A new masterpiece reflects time
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(A Brace Octave)
Stoneleigh
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A large gray mansion built of Wissahickon schist
With 45 rooms embellished in wood grain
Is more impressive when the details aren’t missed.
Easy to be distracted by size insane
In the small details the real wonder exists
The charm of stone flowers is hard to explain
The home’s grandeur is the point some may insist
It’s these small stone blooms that keep it from mundane
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(A Sicilian Octave Poem)
Natural Art
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As intricate as the patterns on a quilt
Subtle color, fine beauty beyond belief
Like an old stained glass window complete with gilt
Fascinating as a headdress on a chief
As complicated as the new building built
Textured like mosaic or bas relief
Reflecting sunlight like a jewelry box spilt
How can anyone think this is just a leaf?
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(An Italian Octave)
Iron Lace
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Curved neck I gaze up to the cloudy sky
Through lacy gazebo roof most ornate
Dark black wrought iron perforates
The leaden expectant clouds floating by
Their cargo drops, I am no longer dry
A blurry liquid world the rain creates
Dull hues brighten as it precipitates
Best find cover, thunder rumbles nearby
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(An Octave Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 