Thursday, February 28, 2019

The Right Place


The Right Place

Ice is all around,
flat and sparkly.
Every place in
sight looks alike.
Does it matter
where I stand?
Should I make
a move or
remain frozen?

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Tuesday, February 26, 2019

No Strings


No Strings

All types of wings
lift up things with
no strings attached.

This poem is a than-bauk.

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Thursday, February 21, 2019

Who is Watching?


Who is Watching?

Who is watching
what you do?

Who is listening
to what you say?

Who is following
your example?

Who will they
become?

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Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Wait for the Warm Air



Wait for the Warm Air

Where there once was water,
there is now ice.
The lake is cold and hard.
Geese are denied
the chance to swim, but
gather here anyway.
Instinct tells them to
wait for the warm air, and
the water will flow again.

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Thursday, February 14, 2019

Make Your Own Music


Make Your Own Music

Maybe you will sing songs.
Maybe you will play guitar.

Maybe you will use a whistle.
Maybe you will make meals sizzle.

Maybe you will hammer nails.
Maybe you will make cars hum.

 Whatever you decide to do,
 make your own music.


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Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Flying Home


Flying Home

The geese appear overhead--the lake is frozen
Honks sound in celebration--the open space calls
Feet come down like landing gear--the surface glimmers
They touch the icy runway--the ice holds its own

This poem is an Imayo.


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Thursday, February 7, 2019

Deep Freeze


Deep Freeze

Polar Vortex dips
and spreads out to new places.
Hell freezes over.

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Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Short Stories


Short Stories

Sand, sage storyteller,
shares short stories.
Steps saved steadfastly
show several species
stop, stand, start.
Surging surf supplies
swift summations.



Robert Lee Brewer has started a new feature on his Poet Asides blog--Form Fridays. This poem is a tautogram.

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