April 26

Hello

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When it comes to names my confidence wanes

I know it’s so lame and I blame my brain

Your name! Your name! I don’t recall

I just don’t remember at all

I know your face but your name escapes me

You name! Forgetting it sucks I agree.

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Names of trees I am good at recalling

Can’t name thee, which is pretty appalling

Your name! Your name! I think I know

I won’t say it, my doubt will show

It’s a weakness of mine to be certain

Your name! Will you please remind me again?

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(A Staccato Poem)

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April 25

Making New Trees

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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze

Waiting for a wind gust

The strategy of many trees

Avoiding need for lust

Dingle dangle through them wind flows

Pollen moving as the breeze blows

Dingle dangle

Dingle dangle

Where it may go nobody knows

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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze

Pollen blowing around

No need for the efforts of bees

Set far above the ground

Swinging swaying dust releases

Gathers in corners and creases

Swinging swaying

Swinging swaying

With each gust the chance increases

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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze

Causing irritation

Triggering in others a sneeze

And exasperation

Flutter quiver from way up high

Pollen clouds where songbirds fly

Flutter quiver

Flutter quiver

Creating new catkin supply.

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( A Trijan Refrain Poem)

April 24

The Katsura Tree

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Heart shaped leaves of my favorite tree

Tinged with red, newly appear

Destined to be fall debris

Dusting the ground in yellow cheer

Graces our noses with scent of sugar cookie

Scintillating throughout the year.

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(A Harrisham Rhyme)

April 23

Don’t Tell Me What To Fear

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Tell me what I should fear

Distract me with signage

While the real danger sits

Beneath it unlabeled

The dangerous culprit

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Tell me what I should fear

Distract me with dumb tweets

And real fake news headlines

Ignore the authentic

Tightrope walk those fine lines

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Tell me what I should fear

So I don’t have to think

I’ll just read and surmise

You’ve told me all I need

To make it to sunrise

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Tell me what I should fear

I won’t think for myself

Like a lemming I’ll wait

For your next instruction

Free will I’ll abdicate.

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(A Monchielle Poem)

April 21

What You Can Tell About Me from Today’s Clothes Line

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Denim jeans I wear a lot

PJs are in stripes and dots

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My wardrobe comes in greens and blues

And occasionally brighter hues

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No paper napkins at my table

Don’t pay much mind to laundry labels

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No little children in this home reside

No theme to my house can be found inside.

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For separating colors I have no care

Hanging unmentionables I will not dare.

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(A Con-Verse Poem)

April 19

In the Kitchen

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I love to cook from scratch

Each new recipe is a chance to learn

For me there really is no match

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Can’t wait to get it down the hatch

My calories I earn

I love to cook from scratch

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Making cookies batch after batch

Trying not to burn

For me there really is no match

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Lowering mixer top, locking the latch

For homemade food I yearn

I love to cook from scratch

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To a good recipe I will attach

And continue to return

For me there really is no match

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Homemade food they will snatch

From processed, it’s easy to discern

I love to cook from scratch

For me there really is no match

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(A Villanelle Poem)

April 18

Aesculus

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Leaves are crinkled, wrinkled, wrapped up tight

Their unfurling is a sight

Watching with delight

All is right

Grow

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Round clustered buds open to pure white

Panicles rise to new heights

Watching with delight

All is right

Show

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Have better things to do I might

But I could stay here all night

Watching with delight

All is right

Know

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( A Triquint Poem)

April 17

Necessity

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Yoga is so gentle

Deceiving

The body, challenging the mind

Much of it is mental

Believing

In the strength and calm to find

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Holding poses for days

Centering

Shoulders with hips, brain with the heart

Gently resisting sways

Entering

A place where fitness melds with art

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Muscles, mind, and spirit

Strengthening

Quiet peace overtakes unrest

Learning not to fear it

Lengthening

Spine, being kind, opening chest.

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(A Tri-Fall Poem)