February 20, 2020

Dots dashes spots splashes

Patterns of Morse code for the bees

Moths and flies fly from skies

Descending from up in the trees

Finding sweet nectar treat

At the tail end of winter freeze

Early blooms fragrant fumes

Wake insects from their winter zzzz


Naturette Poem

8 lines with the following syllable count and rhyme scheme about small finds in nature.

6AA

8B

6CC

8B

6DD

8B

6EE

8B

December 24

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Name Changes

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Funny how scientists can change

names of some plants in an instant

wonder if the plants think it’s strange

nomenclature inconsistent

wonder if they are resistant

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An English Quintain

 

December 23

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Lemons I Grew Myself

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Sweet delicious and lemony

much larger than those at the store

straight from my living room tree

after waiting a year or more

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I mistakenly referred to these as limes in an earlier poem… turns out they are enormous lemons!

A Redondilla Poem

November 2

Fig

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Sticky fig needs a wasp to fruit

Otherwise it’s all leaves and root

This fact the squeamish may dispute

Tiny wasp pollinates

Leaves eggs and wings along her route

In fig’s sweet flesh, tastes great.

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(A Burns Stanza or Standard Habbie)

October 18

Anemone japonica

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White Japanese Anemone blooms

When the days grow shorter

While lighting up garden rooms

Wonderful during the season’s third quarter

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How lovely are these flowers

Happiness on a stem

Hanging on into colder hours

Heroic late season gem

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Only people who dare traverse

Onto garden paths in fall

Open their eyes and are immersed

Oddly in the beauty of it all

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Nearing the end of the season

Nifty leaves change their hues

No they’re not the only reason

Needed to get out and enjoy the view.

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( A Trolaan Poem)

October 12

Night Blooming Cereus

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Single bloom filled the evening greenhouse with its scent

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Glowing in its aloneness among the many greens

Warmed by heater, cooled by ridge vent

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Oh so regal, a true hot house queen

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The fragrance designed to lure moths and bats

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Night time flyers privileged to see the show

Too bad this ecosystem is ruled by thermostat

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This bloom moths and bats will never know

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(A Goethe Stanza Poem)