Pulchritude
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Pulchritude seems the perfect word,
Coarse and lumpy and hard,
To describe the scaly, flakey
Exfoliating, peeling, warty
Beauty of the bark of a tree.
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(A Gogyohka Poem)
Turkeys
On a spring walk
A few Toms, lots of hens
Toms showing off, hens don’t notice
Fresh bright green grass seems more interesting
Toms strut their stuff with their tails up
Under clear bright blue skies
Hens seek different
Turkeys
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(A Rictameter Poem)
Last Moments
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Was mouse in awe of view
From the claw as hawk flew?
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(An Essence Poem)
Beauty Comes from All Angles
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We
Need to
Focus on
Admiring
The backs of flowers
Delighting in beauty
From every single angle
Exploring glory tucked away
As well as the grace sent skyward
Slyly distracting from all the splendor.
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(An Etheree Poem)
Making Tracks
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Early morning I go
Into deep snow
Traversing woods aglow
Wondering what is below
Grateful the going is slow
Appreciating the show.
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(A Monorhyme Poem)
I See A Smile
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Blithe
Boulder
Wearing a
New white hat of
Snow
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(A Lanturne Poem)
In Like A Lion
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Calendar says spring
But it’s still snowing
A vernal foot has fallen
The flakes weigh so much
Folks complain and such
Likely praying for pollen
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Not me though, I’m thrilled
A snowman I’ll build
Snow any time of the year
Produces such joy
Others I annoy
As I let out a loud cheer.
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(An Alouette Poem)
Peanut Butter and Jelly
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You and I are like PB and J
I know it’s an odd thing to say
We’re great when we are separate
And splendid together
Our distinctive traits
Complimenting
Each other’s
Forming
One.
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(A Nonet Poem)
Mammogram
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Well, I am a woman and I have two breasts
Which at my age require regular tests.
To the office for an examination
It’s the first time and a whole new sensation
Lifting, placing, pressing, squashing but no pain
What to expect next nurse kindly explained
I don’t know what all the hubbub is about
It’s surely better than the alternate route.
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(A Tuscano Strambotto Poem)
Iris reticulata
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Enduring many snow showers
With blooms I can stare at for hours
On gray cold days they don’t cower
Winter flowers! Winter flowers!
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(A Monotetra Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 