November 28

Contumelious

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An archaic term

Old-fashioned, antiquated

Yet we witness living examples daily

On television, on radio

In big white houses and small suburban homes

Perhaps not obsolete but modern

Perhaps not irrelevant but relevant

Perhaps not anachronistic but timely

We need a new way to describe daily horror

Why not use an outmoded term

Describing modern behavior perfectly?

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(A Free Verse Poem)

November 22

Burnt Sienna

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A new box of crayons waxy points undented

Deep in my mind the fragrance is cemented

It’s wasn’t until I saw a bald cypress tree in fall

That I had any idea what burnt sienna was at all

Detours out of thick black lines once lamented

In reality my vocabulary augmented

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My world is colored by crayolas pigmented

Names partnered with hues gave me the wherewithal

To precisely describe my world big and small

Into my memory these colors are cemented.

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(A Sonnetina Quatro)

November 7

Psithurism

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They say this word is obsolete

But I don’t know how that can be

When it creates a thought complete

About the woods surrounding me

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(A Redondilla Poem)

(A Spanish Quatrain)

November 4

Bored is Not in My Vocabulary

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Teach some students with a whiteboard

Sharpen my skills on a chessboard

Can’t be bored

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Challenge my fears on a surfboard

Tour calm lakes on a paddleboard

Won’t be bored

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Earn a degree and a mortarboard

Write a new poem on the keyboard

Can’t be bored

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Memorize the guitar fretboard

With friends throw darts at the dartboard

Won’t be bored

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Maybe I’ll learn to skateboard

Finally learn to jump my snowboard

What is bored?

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(A Poem inspired by the Compound Word Verse. Modified the form)

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.