August 15

Fallen Fungus

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Oh dear the mushroom has been uprooted

Some careless walking has it uprooted

It sure looks like it’s been hiking-booted

The soft pine needle ground buffered its fall

It’s squat, short and stout with not far to fall

Do you think the person noticed it at all?

Amazingly for this organism

This is not death for this organism

Regardless of our own barbarism

Miles of mycelium supporting

Acres of hyphae supporting

Nearly immune to human cavorting

Mushrooms will thrive long after we are gone

As extinct as the great mastodon

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(A Blues Sonnet)

July 28

Second Life

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I can imagine

The gentle clatter

This leaf made when it

Tumbled to the ground

Brown paper bag stiff

The softest of sound

Tapping the gravel

Becoming earthbound

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The softening starts

Rain penetrating

Intricate patterns

Of complex leaf parts

Wearing down that which

Is root counterpart

Though the leaf is downed

New life it has found

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(An Octameter Poem)

July 5

Rumbling Relief

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The storms come finally on this hot humid day

Accompanied by thunder and lightning relief in the form of a torrential downpour

Electric disappears with a welcome gust of wind energy renewed with each drop hitting the ground

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(A Cleave Poem)

July 4

Sight seeing

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Watching fireworks through the trees

Flying flames highlighting lobed leaves

With every burst nature’s revealed

Pulsing as the embers cartwheel

Safe from the rain beneath the boughs

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Still able to see all the wows

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Watching folks high-end to low-brow

What brings crowds to watch explosions?

They’d run from dynamite or guns

Colorful blasts get aaaahs and ooohs

Somehow these explosions amuse.

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(A Puente Poem)

June 24

Sun Rays Two Ways One Day

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Sunbeams

crepuscular, golden

shining, radiating, awe-inspiring

illusion, perspective, physics, droplets

refracting, projecting, reflecting

multicolored, spectacle

Rainbow

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(A Diamonte Poem)

June 2

Puddle Jumper

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Pulling these on for the most soggy of days

Dry socks, warm feet

Jumping into the center of puddles

Up down, repeat

Joy and laughter from a grown up person

Rain drop athlete

I will never begrudge a rainy day

As long as I can get outside and play.

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(A Cavatina Poem)

May 18

Iron Lace

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Curved neck I gaze up to the cloudy sky

Through lacy gazebo roof most ornate

Dark black wrought iron perforates

The leaden expectant clouds floating by

Their cargo drops, I am no longer dry

A blurry liquid world the rain creates

Dull hues brighten as it precipitates

Best find cover, thunder rumbles nearby

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(An Octave Poem)

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)

April 16

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)

January 23

The rain says what words cannot


The rain tap dances to the ground

Shuffling and sliding down roofs

Off beat and syncopated the

Drops create the day’s theme music.

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A cloud based choreography

The rain tap dances to the ground

The rhythm of sound and silence

Beating into paths and puddles.

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Fluid hypnotic drops amble

Complex, complicated lightly

The rain tap dances to the ground

Both corrosive and restoring.

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Intricate, delicate tempo

Off-beat, in-time, gentle shuffle

Music is what the eye hears as

The rain tap dances to the ground.

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( a quatern poem)

Credit to “What the eye hears – a history of tap dancing” book by Brian Siebert

And to Martha Graham who said “the body says what words cannot”