Nature
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NaPoWriMo Day 22 I Am The Wind Whipping spume from surging waves I race across the sea Lift up the seabirds on my way They get a lift for free. Carry water from the sea To western slopes as rain Swooping down the other side I’m dry as dust again. My siblings all round the…
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NaPoWriMo Day 15 Sounds of Life Water gurgling gently over mossy stones before plashing into a small pool Leaves rustling as a breeze sighs gently through the wood The quick knocking of a woodpecker looking a quick meal ‘neath thick bark Dragonflies hum busily in pursuit of mosquitos A dozen different songbirds fill the air…
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NaPoWriMo Day 13 Why Summer Matters Here Summer does not mean the same To those in warmer climes But here where winter seems the rule We live for those brief times All winter long we curse the dark Then too we curse the cold Once summer comes, we curse the heat And bask in light…
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NaPoWriMo Day 12 Ode To An Un-Named Season Winter’s garb of brilliant white Rent now, drab, grey, grubby Make way now, new beauty comes Verdant, life, sap rising Birds cluster ‘midst new buds Mates call, sing, chirp, whistle Stunning blossoms soon appear Bees hum, zip, sip, working Vernal sun now warms the land Ground thaws,…
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NaPoWriMo Day 11 Ode to Penguins With wings that never graced the air You hop and waddle everywhere As ‘cross the windswept ice you fare Though freezing for your egg you care. On land you’re graceless as can be A bowling pin with wings we see No humans want your land you’re free And you…
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NaPoWriMo Day 10 The World That Was Old trees, old friends, gone now to the mill Here where once of old I dwelt Tall trees, strong trunks, now an empty hill Their passing so keenly felt Tall trees, old trees, now there’s none remain ‘Neath whose fragrant boughs I’d rest Small trees, wind warped, claim…
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NaPoWriMo Day 4 Today’s prompt was “Morning”. There is a place I love next to a lake. I love to sit on the west bank of the lake and watch the sun come up across the water. It truly is the best reason to get up ludicrously early on a weekend. This poem is about…
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Last week saw me writing about a late season ice storm. Today when I walked my dog, it was in the mid-twenties (that’s the high seventies for my American friends 🙂 This poem is about the joy of Spring. It truly is my favourite time of the year. Enjoy! Spring Poem Redux Oh, glorious Spring,…
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Now for something completely different. Well at least different from the tone so far this month. Today’s offering is a little more in tune with what I’ve written in years past. As I used to do, I just started writing and let the energy of the words decide the rest. Enjoy! Natural Healing For A…
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So, the area I live in is currently in the grip of a massive, late season ice storm. Today’s poem is in recognition of this and looks at the dangers of climate change and our role in it. Enjoy! Anthropocene Ice yet lies thick upon the ground, Though winter’s in the past, Now any day…
Brain Bits To Go 