May 6

Rainy Day Tattooing

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Gray, rainy Sunday wrist tattooing

Why not? What else would we be doing

On this washout of a day?

Tattooing wrist, Sunday rainy gray

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Fortitude and patience, creation and onlookers

Curiosities and artwork, WiFi connected appointment bookers

Raindrops and ink spots, a life choice with great magnitude

Onlookers and creation, patience and fortitude

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Smiles and relief, independence and milestones

Surrounded by insects with gears and deformed bones

This curiosity shop slash tattoo parlor beguiles

Milestones and independence, relief and smiles.

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(A Swap Quatrain Poem)

May 5

Friendly Wager

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Can you believe we won?

Second and third not first

We didn’t bet very much

We only bet when it’s for fun

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While the funds won weren’t a ton

I always believed my luck cursed

Today we had the magic touch

Betting for the year – we’re done!

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Ham sandwiches on a soft bun

Plenty of drinks to quench our thirst

Mint juleps and gin fizzes on the hutch

Best derby party? This is the one.

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Can you believe we won?

Second and third not first

We didn’t bet very much

We only bet when it’s for fun.

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(A La’Tuin Poem)

May 4

Prom Photo Flash Mob in the Garden

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Smiling Parents

Holding hands

In jean shorts and polo shirts

Walking just a few paces behind

Flowing gowns

Heeled shoes

Crisp tuxedos

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New loves

First loves

Smiling laughing chatting arm in arm

Holding bouquets and hems of dresses

Taking selfies

Group shots

Posing proudly

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Dodging daffodils

Compacting grass

Please don’t step on the flowers

Sir this is a public garden

Sparkly departures

Firm handshakes

Waving goodbyes

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(A Trinet Poem)

May 3

Successful Trip to the Bookstore

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I softly sink into a brand new novel

Patiently paging through all of the chilling chapters

finding free spirits and hopeless heroes

relinquishing reality without worry

Delightful drama, hidden humor

comforting, complex, endlessly engaging

disappearing deeply in clever content.

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(An Alliterisen Poem)

May 2

Beach Body

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The radio speaks to me telling

Telling me to get my body beach ready

Ready for surf and sand and bikinis I suppose

Suppose I am insufficient already

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But on my commute I begin to ponder

Ponder the needs of going to the shore

Shore ready body doesn’t make the list

List includes towel, sunscreen, money for the store

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I complete my internal inventory

Inventory needs for a beach ready bod

Bod healthy and happy who can move through water and sand

Beach ready body is about mechanics not facade.

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(A Loop Poem)

May 1

Services

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Church and me ain’t never been close

Nature is my spiritual house

My fellows bugs and tree and mouse

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I find the rhetoric morose

Jack in his pulpit speaks to me

Where he stands is where I’ll be

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Frankly I avoid the pathos

Marigolds are my church choir

Passion flower is the friar

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I don’t get the religiose

Assumption lilies are my text

And crown of thorns guide what’s next

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There’s no need for the grandiose

Soft lady’s mantle comforts me

Where nature preaches I will be.

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(A Constanza Poem)

April 30

Blue hole in a gray sky

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Why did the gray clouds

Open to reveal blue skies

We don’t see anywhere else?

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The lonely jack sighed

Wishing to play in the sun

Mother said “Dear, it shall come.”

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(A Mondo Poem)

This collaborative poem was written with CJF who answered my question to him.

April 29

Reflection

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On our recent adventure we took pictures of each other.

Home, we shared them telling what we love about one another.

Each of us focused on our features we liked least during the view

The things we can mention we love about ourselves are few

The quirky details we love about the other are untold,

We believe the other an amazing site to behold.

But looking in the mirror we see a face wrinkled and old

If only we could look through the loving eyes of the other

And see what the other can see with kindness and love anew.

When we love ourselves as we love the other, love becomes bold.

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(A CinqTroisDecaLa Poem)

April 28

Don’t Judge

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Is that purple violet a weed?

No, Indeed!

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Is the dandelion a pest?

Surely you jest!

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What do I see in these beauties?

Precious cuties!

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Let’s stop being so plant snooty

Stop judging every small flower

Without knowing its great power

No indeed, surely you jest! Precious cuties!

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(An Ovillejo Poem)

April 27

Dear Sis

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How is it that though

You’re 13 months younger than me

You seem to know

So much more, you’re worldly and savvy

Street smart, wise

Oh the life in those eyes.

It was I who jumped in to your bed

When it was thunder storming

And me you comforted

While visiting people in mourning.

I don’t think twice when

Something’s amiss

To seek your advice

I value dear sis.

According to the order of our birth

I should be the sage

But that concept has no worth

Wisdom has nothing to do with age.

I worry that your knowledge

Comes from life experiences hard fought

You didn’t learn all this in college

But the lessons hard blows of life taught.

I’m grateful for your comfort

And always sound direction

I consider you an expert

And wish I could offer you protection.

I love you little sis

And thank you for the shoulder

Though something feels amiss

Like you should be the older.

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(An Epistle Poem)