December 17

 

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The Best Things in Life Aren’t Things

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The time has arrived to celebrate

Best time of the year, some disagree

Things like cold, snow and short days dissuade

In fact I will not live without it

Life without winter cannot be great

Aren’t these humid summer months crappy?

Things are best with snowflakes, I’m afraid.

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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:

  • Using a bumper sticker as inspiration use the words in the bumper sticker as the first word in each line of the poem
  • The theme of the poem may or may not have anything to do with the message of the sticker
  • Title should be the words of the bumper sticker
  • Should be rhymed
  • 9 syllable lines
  • Number of lines depends on number of words on the bumper sticker

November 19

Decisions

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Two roads diverged in a wintery wood

They will converge again with different tales

One trail to the creek, one between hardwoods

One should keep your feet dry, boulders to scale

Other entails wet rocks hops and strong deadwood

Each would be a challenge, now to pick a trail

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(A Wreathed Sestet with a nod to Robert Frost)

November 17

Autumn Snowfall

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An autumn snowstorm has all the allure

Burgundy and golden leaves fall

With the unique snowflakes

A surprising

Artwork

Berserk

Mesmerizing

Looks like nature’s mistake

Colors mixed with no color at all

A collection of all nature’s grandeur

Consistently proving she’s not a bore

She just can’t help but to enthrall

Puts all the time she takes

Slowly devising

Field work

Fireworks

Emphasizing

The seasonal outbreaks

Bright sun, fall leaves, gray rains, snow squalls

An autumn snowstorm has all the allure.

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(The Balance)

November 16

Pause

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On my morning commute

I stopped at the sign

Fleeting moments captured

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Just like every damn day

But today was different

Translucent, transcendent

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Just like every damn day

The sky was bright, so was the sign

Seconds stalled to permanence

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As the frost slipped down

Revealing alarming red

Temporary forever

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(A Line Messaging Poem)

November 15

Snowbirds

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Tracks in the snow let me know where you go

Gray squirrels run in circles throughout the woods

Near feeders the three-toed hops of junco

Woodpeckers pace up and down the ironwoods

Follow the heart-shaped tracks of buck and doe

We’re all leaving tracks through the neighborhood

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(A Sicilian Sestet)

November 14

Winter Woods

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They’re wondering about the shine out there

Mourning the fall on this frosty morning

Bare gray branches are more than they can bear

Warning us winter came without warning

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No other season questions what you know

Wait while dormant branches support snow’s weight

So strong as below acorns gray squirrels sow

Ate one, shared one, then buried the next eight

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I know winter’s magic astounds the eye

Piece of the woods covered in snow brings peace

Sky blue birds migrate past in the blue sky

Geese in their way in the v-shape of geese

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Right now’s so stunning makes me want to write

Site’s so lovely it really is a site

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(A Shadow Sonnet)

October 9

Better Prepare

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Red and golden leaves clatter to the ground

There’s a crisp clear freshness in the air

Acorns and black walnuts drop all around

Winter is coming! We have to prepare!

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Gray squirrels sprint without a minute to spare

Tan sycamore fluff falls without sound

Migrating birds have stripped fruiting plants bare

How quickly the seasons change does astound

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Winter food buried in earthen mounds

Tree nuts planted in every open square

Wildlife shows us sustenance abounds

Winter is coming! We have to prepare!

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(A Quandrel Poem)

October 5

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

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Mundane green grass covered with color bright

Each day there is just a little less light

Some find this time extremely depressing

These are all clues winter is in sight

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This is the time when I feel alive

The darker, colder season’s when I thrive

Colorful leaves and soft snowflakes amaze

Thrilled when fall and winter arrive.

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(A Rubyat Poem)

April 6

Winter Exercise

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My morning reps may be different than yours:

Lift light weight, walk twenty steps, go down stairs,

Walk twenty more steps, squat, lift three pounds.

Repeat until light weight becomes heavy.

Lift heavy weight, walk forty steps, squat down,

Place many three pound weights in bin. These are

My morning reps.

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Repeat each early morning through winter.

For extra cardio sweep bits from floor.

The saying goes firewood warms you twice

And I can attest to this while doing

My morning reps.

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(A Rondine Poem)