

An early morning bike ride
under an industrial sunrise
with smoke in the jet stream
hazing up the skies.
An early morning bike ride
under an industrial sunrise
with smoke in the jet stream
hazing up the skies.
A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches
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There is little better than a
winter night with a hearty meal, some select liquid
and your hunny with the full moon
creating shadows in the house as it moves
across the sky, dancing with the stars gently
and we full and bundled up slip among
bare trees over crisp leaves and cold water, the
night early and still cooling, no night will be as long
holding hands nearly off balance we watch through the bare branches
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A Golden Shovel Poem based on Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams
Missing green attire
Under the blue skin of earth
Bare white bones exposed
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(A Haiku)
Honk if you Exist
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Honk honk geese fly in a vee southbound
If you stop and think it is profound
You gather family and friends around
Exist to trek wholly weatherbound
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(A Bumper Sticker Poem)
Bumper Sticker Poems – a form I created, inspired by cento and golden shovel poetry, with the following guidelines:
I Brake for Interesting Cloud Formations
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I am fascinated by the sky
Brake ferns May also preoccupy
For all of Nature is intriguing
Interesting until fatiguing
Clouds and stars testing imagination
Formations -Constellations – Salvation
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(A Bumper Sticker Poem)
Bumper Sticker Poems – a form I created, inspired by cento and golden shovel poetry, with the following guidelines:
Early Morning Commute
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I assumed the art was of glowing twilight
Purple sky resembles a painting I have
Hazy morning forms silhouettes of charcoal
Morning not twilight
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(A Sapphic Stanza)
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)
Blue hole in a gray sky
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Why did the gray clouds
Open to reveal blue skies
We don’t see anywhere else?
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The lonely jack sighed
Wishing to play in the sun
Mother said “Dear, it shall come.”
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(A Mondo Poem)
This collaborative poem was written with CJF who answered my question to him.