Wednesday, April 28, 2021
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Saturday, April 17, 2021
Full Moons
wolf and snow moons howl
but the silent worm moon slinks sullenly alone
pink, flower, and strawberry lead life to summer
where the buck and sturgeon strut their stuff
harvest comes wrapping up the work with the full corn
then time to bundle up for the hunters and beaver to battle
until the
cold
moon
shines
ice
Thursday, April 15, 2021
"tiny habits"
tiny habits:
yet another prescription for the formulary
to spur motivation
worthy of microscopic celebration
sounding so simple
stick a task onto a prompt, party
until the alphabetical acronyms kick in
eye-glazing, ear-shutting, demotivating
just tack it to the list:
incentivize
gamify
ritualize
repeat
make a deal
make it real
bujo
flow
slow
. . . .
Wednesday, April 14, 2021
Saturday, April 10, 2021
Gardening with the Animals
Spring is here
with premature warmth:
Ice Pansies and Johnny Jump-ups
beckon me to forget
that we did have snow
in April
on tulips . . .
but the Jump-ups are planted.
Now bargain-basement
hosta and caladium bulbs
whisper to me
and I fall for their siren call,
plant them appropriately
in the 'partial sun/shade' bed . . .
out back . . .
where the deer frolic
who find fresh hostas
irresistible;
where one chipmunk has lived
for our five years here
in the exact same flower bed,
unearthing annuals
placed
on inauspicious spots
where a hole must be
to release the chi.
Friday, April 9, 2021
Chipmunk Chores
berries
run
sumac seeds
run
seed mix
run
butternuts
run
acorns
run
eggs
run
mushrooms
run
worms
run
fast food stop?
bird nestlings
mouse pups
run run run
stop for nap
under leaves
while hawk circles
run run
run run
run
run run:
dig seven more holes
dive
sleep
nibble cache
repeat
Thursday, April 8, 2021
Reservoir
Not Pompeii
but
the dead
were raised
and moved
to a new
cemetery,
and
the living
were ousted
out of four towns
to parts
unknown;
not ash
but
water
412 billion gallons
of it
over
razed
deaths
and lives.
Wednesday, April 7, 2021
Prey ("Fib" style poem: 1-1-2-3-5-8 syllables)
shadow
sheers
plunges - reaches
so many holes
pick one - white lightning fast
bolt below - beyond terrifying talons - dust rises sinks
Tuesday, April 6, 2021
Behind on NaPoWriMo but . . .
Monday, April 5, 2021
Liminal
To the scientist: ecotone
Transition zone between habitats
field and forest
fresh water and salt
sea and sky
by definition
richer than each zone alone
To clock watchers: Twilight and dawn
transitions between day and night
shapeless blurs that
defy precise timekeeping
time to go home?
stay longer?
rise and shine, or slump and refocus
Edward Hopper's
"Early Sunday Morning"
hour imprecise
while sleepers dig deeper under covers?
or wash up reluctant to leave for church?
or awake waiting
for the first Sunday paper customer?
Liminal space:
sink through this
where there is
neither here nor there
in nor out, up nor down
nowhere to go nor stay
wondering: is there a next?
Saturday, April 3, 2021
Friday, April 2, 2021
wind
windows crackle
wind knocks at the door
mumbles moving away
lingers over the hill
swaggers forth and back
holds its breath
invisible
suspended
overloaded
lashes out
shoving
away
spring
Thursday, April 1, 2021
(revisiting my verse from 6/16/20)
Prompted to
Step outside
See the world in a new way
Enforced to
stay inside
a year ago:
nature took matters
into its own hands . . .
the atmosphere
breathed clean
The air cleared
of human clouds
but oh so briefly
too soon
the clouds returned.
the meek determined
to inherit the Earth
Curious sheep, cows, goats, kangaroos
crept urban streets
sci-fi silent:
the meek have returned home.
justice overruled
rulers and the cruel
Efforts were made but
the struggle continues
power rises and falls
crushing justice.
a new beginning
with peace on Earth
in a world
without end
Howling wind and rain
Spring returns
struggling to scour nature
free of fire and force.
Easter rising . . .
a few hours before midnight
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