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Full Circle Gardening

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NaPoWriMo Day Twenty two – a georgic poem

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Full Circle Gardening

They dug out all that was free
That was natural
And imported exotic plants
Or hybrids with no value
But their beauty
They plowed up the meadows
And surrounded themselves
With lawns that must be tended
Then wondered where the bees
And butterflies had gone
And wrung their hands and
Shook their heads
Turned to science to ‘fix’ the problem
And science at last said, “Plant what’s natural”

Brilliant

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NaPoWriMo Day Twenty one – an overheard conversation
There’s a little eavesdropping going on today.

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Brilliant

“I had a stroke” of genius
A flash of brilliance once
Upon a time
Like fireworks in a summer sky
All razzel-dazzel
Bursts of color
Ooooos and aaahhhhs
It was a sparkler of an idea
That sizzled and danced
In the dark until it burned
Itself out and only ashes remained

Swing On

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NaPoWriMo Day Twenty – vocabulary of a sport or game

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Swing On

Let’s take a swing at
This poeming thing maybe
Write a birdie or two (in the bush)
I’ll iron the wrinkles out of my
Sentences if they’re not up to par
Maybe wedge a rhyme in there sometime
Let my muse be the driver until she put(t)s
A hole in (my) one heart and turns it
Green with envy
Let’s take a swing at
This poeming thing
And see if it will take wing like an eagle

Vacation Pics

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NaPoWriMo Day Eighteen – Neologism
We’re making up words today

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Vacation Pics

I always pack my camera or
At least my phone (same thing)
I’m that person snapping away
While the tour guide drones on
About some obscure moment in
The history of this building or
That person – details I’ll never recall
Instead I’m capturing the beauty –
Architecture of each city
Flora and fauna of every village
And hamlet, the people living their
Everyday, ordinary lives
Storefronts and houses
Reflected in every door,
Outlined in every window I find
Myself, camera in hand- proof
That I was there ’cause
I have taken a ‘doorfie’

Dream Dancing

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NaPoWriMo Day Seventeen – a nocturne
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Dream Dancing

I sit alone sleep
will not come
day has long ago
dissolved into night
and the memory of you
is slowly fading
like the light
I grasp for scraps
of memory that glow
like embers in my mind
and fan them gently until
they warm my heart
my eyes begin to close and
we are once again dancing
In my dreams

Wind Blown

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NaPoWriMo Day Sixteen – letter-writing

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Dear W. Wind,

I did not mean to ignore you or
Seem rude when I slammed the door
As you breezed by

I just ran inside to grab a coat
And maybe a hat and some mittens
You gave me the cold shoulder the

Last time you passed my door
You tried to enter through the loose
Window in the kitchen when Spring

Was already invited for tea
Please, Mr Winter Wind, call ahead
So I can reset the thermostat

Build a fire in the fireplace
Put on some long-johns and fix
A steaming cup of hot chocolate

In The Moonlight

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NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen finds us in the middle of something

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In The Moonlight

Standing in the middle of
A pool of moonlight
I feel the spirits of ancestors
Gently embracing my soul
Tenderly hugging my heart
Then the gloomy shadows of night
That frighten me evanesce and
I’m no longer afraid

Family

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Day Thirteen of NaPoWriMo

the challenge today is to write a ghazal – a challenge indeed!

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Family

there is a large and quite strange collection
of loosely related people I call my family

a motley crew of shapes and sizes
ages and talents and I think they’re all my family

everyone is shorter than your average Joe
except Uncle Mike who is really tall in my family

there have even been rumors bandied about
where he came from which casts a pall over my family

then Aunt Rita insists that he doesn’t belong but
Uncle Art says he does and that starts a brawl in my family

I’m afraid I’ll never find someone to marry if I have to
introduce them to this off-the-wall bunch, my family