April 25

Making New Trees

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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze

Waiting for a wind gust

The strategy of many trees

Avoiding need for lust

Dingle dangle through them wind flows

Pollen moving as the breeze blows

Dingle dangle

Dingle dangle

Where it may go nobody knows

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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze

Pollen blowing around

No need for the efforts of bees

Set far above the ground

Swinging swaying dust releases

Gathers in corners and creases

Swinging swaying

Swinging swaying

With each gust the chance increases

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Chartreuse catkins sway in the breeze

Causing irritation

Triggering in others a sneeze

And exasperation

Flutter quiver from way up high

Pollen clouds where songbirds fly

Flutter quiver

Flutter quiver

Creating new catkin supply.

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( A Trijan Refrain Poem)

April 24

The Katsura Tree

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Heart shaped leaves of my favorite tree

Tinged with red, newly appear

Destined to be fall debris

Dusting the ground in yellow cheer

Graces our noses with scent of sugar cookie

Scintillating throughout the year.

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(A Harrisham Rhyme)

February 25

Fagus grandifolia – An Elegy

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How tragic to see your current state

A fraction of your former self, age lines exposed

Your web of roots continuing to operate

Despite trunk, branches and sky being juxtaposed.

Your large beautiful being we did celebrate

You’d live forever we supposed

Your community contributions did motivate

And to your untimely death we were opposed.

As the value of your life we contemplate

We know another could never duplicate

You will never cease to fascinate

More of you we will try to cultivate.

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(An Elegy)

February 24

Fagus grandifolia – An Epitaph

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Here lies an American Beech

Who cleaned our water and scrubbed our air,

Kept animals safe from predators’ reach

And to wildlife, her beechnuts did share.

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In her community she played a large part

And though her absence will be profound

Generations will continue, thanks to her heart

For now where she was, the sun hits the ground.

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(An Epitaph)

January 29

Life Among the Living

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Lichens and Moss

Pale blue, gray and dark green

Damp and ruffled, delicately layered

Decorated branches

Weighted with

Beauty

With weighted

Branches decorated

Layered delicately ruffled and damp

Green dark, and gray, blue pale

Moss and lichens.

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(A Palindrome Poem)

January 3

Mystery and History

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Embrace trees

enchanted

Benign memories

Tangled in branches and

Spanish moss

Awareness permeates

Consciousness

Compels awakening from

Idyllic daydreaming to haunted

Relationship to

Woods

And

Roots

(A found poem inspired by “What Hangs on Trees” by Glenis Redmond and a trip to see the angel oak on John’s Island in South Carolina)