Monthly Archives: April 2015

Bury The…. Poem PAD April 30th, 2015

Well, I made it! Thirty poems in thirty days! This is the third time that I’ve completed the challenge. I did not post all my poems here, but most of them are. I’ll be taking a break and catching up … Continue reading

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Nature Poem PAD April 22, 2015

The Squirrel Proof Bird Feeder He fills the feeder with black oil sunflower seeds, nuts, thistle, and fruit, because he likes birds and how they share seed around the winter table. The finches and jays roost with nuthatches to snack–– … Continue reading

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Looking Back Poem April 27, 2015

High School Seniors In May, students look To graduation, parties, Work or college goals, They no longer stress About grades or homework, eyes Stare outside windows, Thoughts outside their heads––– Balloons bouncing into trees, Strings waving goodbye, But teachers stretch … Continue reading

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38 Words Invented by Shakespeare Poem April 26th, 2015

Remorseless   The gloomy green-eyed count is noiseless. Gnarled hands work in lustrous moonbeams, hide the bumps with beached whale blankets, frugal choices bought on sale. Now dawn, the wind elbows the night with gusts that rant at worthless windows. … Continue reading

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Historic Poem PAD April 23rd, 2015

Carillon A carillon is French for bells, the ones that play in towers, clanging sounds of joie from twenty-three or more cast metal copes that founders shaped and tuned from hum to prime–– the pitch that’s heard when carillonneurs strike … Continue reading

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I Am Not Poem PAD April 21, 2015

I Am Not A Meteorologist But, I can smell snow when leaden clouds, heavy as pregnant sheep, lumber over the ridges, baaing its arrival. In summer, I can smell rain when the maple leaves turn silver and the heat, sprawled … Continue reading

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Authority Poem PAD April 19th 2015

Time As kids we tried to hurry up the months until our birthday, Christmas, Halloween, or summer. Rolling cars around a track, we dreamt of driving, smoking, looping arms with lovers, flying planes or drinking beers like on TV. We … Continue reading

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