Last week the iris bloomed The lettuce sproutedRobins built a nest in the holly bush All it takes is one good lightning strikeAnd the world is summerYou know, it’s not the heatIt’s the humidity
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the lake is aliveblue gill, catfish, large mouth bassbony gills breathingtwo atoms of hydrogenone atom of oxygen
Mockingbird Etude
The mockingbird singsevery morningand afternoonand evening The light pole where he sitsthe pinnacle of our streetand the closest pointto heaven or at leastthe cloudsthe upper atmosphere Melodramatic?SureRepetitive?Yep But his skills are first chairevery instrimenta winged symphonyof April surrender inspired by Blackbird Etude by A.E. Stallings
Seeds of Improvisation or here comes a raptor
A bird feeder is TennesseeA suburban bird feederA bird feeder on a deckOkay, my bird feeder Any weatherAny monthAny day of the weekOkay, Monday morning The starlings come first, and by sheer numbers can dissuade most birds to stay away, but it’s hard to keep a hungry mourning dove from sidling in for a nibble. […]
A House
The front door leakswhen there’s a hard rain,so we put down a towelto absorb the water.A house can stay drywithout a roof.
Spring haiku
Anticipationnectar out on April firstmy hummingbird watch
In Suburbia We Are Never Alone
Where does the land end and the soul begin The thin orange line of predawn seems immortal As Sisyphus waiting for the boulder to roll Heavy with morning dew There are Tahoes, Tellurides and Tacomas I-40 all exertion Except the horizon Presenting between rooftops and red buds On 1/3 of an acre plots Petunias are […]
National Poetry Month April 1
Early bird robinthe harmony in her heartshe’s no April fool
NaPoWriMo Day 30
Write a letter to the troops or bank tellers or dog groomers or state representatives or to cheerleaders, CEO’s or the tick- et takers at the multi-plex. A letter that reads, be safe and strong and brave and “thank you for your service.” The mail as unruly or peculiar prophecy- write a letter to the […]
NaPoWriMo Day 29
Cats lolling in the afternoon sun like dinner plates in a warming drawer. A summer banquet of contentment. This was written in 2018, but is going to be part of a larger poem still in progress.
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