Showing posts with label Branches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Branches. Show all posts

Thursday, February 15, 2024

Grow Down


Grow Down

Branches can grow down.

Have leaves that flourish.

Still create a breeze.

Provide rest stops for birds.

Let squirrels run around.

Thrive at their own level.


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Thursday, November 30, 2023

The End of


 

The End of

Days

Weeks

Months

Poems

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Thursday, January 5, 2023

The Lakeness Monster


The Lakeness Monster

I circled the lake as I often do.

Hadn't seen anything new.

As I came around a bend,

I saw the Lakeness Monster

overhanging the lake's end.

It had fallen from its family tree.

Remained as close to shore

as it could be.

I walked right by, unafraid.

I'll tell you why.

When the Lakeness snaps,

it loses part of itself.

It doesn't hurt anything else.


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Tuesday, October 11, 2022

No Place to Hide


 No Place to Hide

The bird blends in

with the leaves.

A few branches foreshadow

what's to come,

or rather, to go.

The bird's protectors

will soon be gone.

Bare branches offer

no place to hide.


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Thursday, February 3, 2022

Snowflakes in Trees


 Snowflakes in Trees

Like raindrops on leaves,
snowflakes settle on tree branches.
They form white accent lines
against the dark bark.
Some get lost in the background of clouds,
as though they had never fallen.

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Tuesday, January 11, 2022

Frozen in the Light


Frozen in the Light

What would it be like
to be frozen in the light?
Sit in the center of all that is bright.
Feel a touch of warmth throughout the day.
Forget that the ice will melt away.

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Thursday, December 16, 2021

Mixed Media

 

Mixed Media

Fallen branches self-curate.
The lake and sun
collaborate to create
a background of
clouds and sky.
The exhibition of
mixed media is
a natural.

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Tuesday, October 5, 2021

Hang On By A String


Hang On By A String

I don't need much
to hold me up.
A little assistance
and my own persistence.
When life is on one big downswing,
I can hang on by a string.

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Thursday, April 8, 2021

Twigs

 

Twigs

are little things,
but not to the
leaves, fruits and
flowers they support.

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Tuesday, January 26, 2021

The Best Reasons

 

The Best Reasons

When I think
about my past,
I shake my head
at how long it is.
More than time is gone.
When I think
about my future,
I realize how short
it will be, comparatively.
Much of what will
fill it is yet to exist.
Perhaps these are
the best reasons to
focus on the present.

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Thursday, October 15, 2020

Connected

 

Connected

We are connected

as family
as friends
as colleagues

by interests
by beliefs
by concerns

We are connected
by our humanity.

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Tuesday, May 12, 2020

Rough Edges


Rough Edges

When a branch breaks,
one end is rough.
Irregular enough to
cause cuts and scrapes.
Be sure to exercise care
until the edges become
smooth from exposure.

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Thursday, October 31, 2019

Curtains


Curtains

Branches, filled with gold,
bend to create curtains
that dangle above the water.
Soon, they will be empty,
but I will hang on to
the memory of
 watching them glow.

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Thursday, September 26, 2019

Above the Water


Above the Water

The branches hang
above the water.
They are frequented by
 their own reflections,
which appear at the
pleasure of the sun.

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Thursday, March 28, 2019

Reach


Reach

I am taken in
by the height
of the trees.
Crane my neck,
lift my chin
as high as
it will go
to see how
they reach for
the sky.
So enamored
am I that
I pass by
the branches that
reach out to
one another.

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Thursday, March 23, 2017

Weighed Down


Weighed Down

I feel the weight of
all that is taken away.
My shoulders droop,
my steps are slow, uncertain,
hardly worth the exertion.
The pain permeates my
bones and my spirit.
Loss is heavy.

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Thursday, March 2, 2017

Trees


Spring re-dresses the
skeletons of winter, gives
them back their rustle.


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Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Broken


Broken

I awaken to
the sunlight.
Move in sync
with those
around me.
I am comfortable
with the rhythm.
Suddenly, the
day darkens.
I am jostled
forward, backward
side-to-side.
I hear others crack.
I bend, bend until
I break and fly
through the air,
turn and turn
then stop abruptly.
I stand, but am
not sure how to
get back up.

I like to take photographs after a storm. I couldn't resist this branch caught in a shrub.

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