April 16

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April Tulip

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The day April showers bring May flowers

What do those showers do for the April blooms?

Whether gentle or hard, minutes or hours

They create blossoms to brighten the gloom

Bringing in the new season with perfume.

Colorful flowers bedazzled with drops

Rather than slicker it’s a rain costume

Embellished with jewels from bottom to top.

So it seems that these spring thundershowers

Accessorize but don’t over power.

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(A Decuain Poem)

April 15

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First Warm Weekend

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Sitting by the fire gazing at the stars

A gap in the forest affords us the view

Tent in the clearing will sleep just us two.

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For tonight this bit of nature is ours

Sitting by the fire gazing at the stars

A gap in the forest affords us the view

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Sitting by the fire, warms as wood chars

Special moments like this are far too few

Spending time this way is what we should do

Sitting by the fire gazing at the stars

A gap in the forest affords us the view

Tent in the clearing will sleep just us two.

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(An English Madrigal Poem)

April 14

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Abandoned Infrastructure

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Old infrastructure crumbles

Bold paint adorns gray walls

Cold air moves as voices rumble

Untold artists, after dark, leave scrawls.

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Adaptive reuse provides fun

Active legs will be aching next day

Live in the moment before there are none

Forgive freely and make time to play.

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(A Lento Poem)

April 12

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Pasque Flower

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Soft purple flowers detract

From the gloomy gray

Of a spring yet to arrive

To push cold away.

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Perhaps the reason

For this bright floral drama

Is to fool seasons.

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(A Seguidilla Poem)

April 11

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The Four Seasons

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Orion stands up in the sky

Silently unique snowflakes fly

Woodstove full and warmly glowing

With each moment days are growing, lips and skin dry

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Up in the sky Leo now sits

New jeweltone flowers are sunlit

Songbirds are back to raise their young

Cleansing raindrops to dance among, warming a bit.

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Scorpio rises up at night

Flowers everywhere glowing bright

Arm sleeves rolled up over shoulders

Lone bonfire ember smolders, cool sheets just right

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Pegasus marks the shorter days

Trees put on colorful displays

Through fallen leaves hiking boots crunch

Birds and butterflies by the bunch migrate away.

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(A Florette Poem)

April 10

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Poetry

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Bringing incomprehensible sentiment

Not to understand in detail

Perplexing two-thirds of the universe.

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(A Blackout Poem)

The poem was created from words found on the opening page of the following article about physics and dark matter

https://news.temple.edu/temple-magazine/2018/winter/bringing-dark-matters-mysteries-light

April 9

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Photo by Carl J Fichter

Rock Garden

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Walking flat gray gravel trail hand in hand

Soft sound of ground crunching under boots

Taking in the sights along the creek and land

Observing from the canopy to roots

Trekking slowly from hilltop to wetlands

Hearing birds and their chirps, caws and toots

Suddenly something grabs my attention

The names of the plants I can’t help but mention.

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A rock garden rises next to the trail

Distracting, attracting, enchanting me

Maroon, bright green, blue covering gray shale

No flowers yet to attract the bee

Petite young leaves are anything but frail

Colors and textures abound early

On this cool gray day these are welcome sites

Nature’s vertical rock garden delights.

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(An Ottava Rima Poem)

April 7

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Julie’s Hands

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Staring at dots some call age spots thinking a lot of passing time.

These I did heed, watching her read, thinking that she’d had hands sublime.

Showing wisdom that overcomes trials becomes a long lifetime.

Today I see hands before me and note with glee these spots of mine.

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(A Rhupunt Poem)