Earth Tones

Creekbed and bare trees with a smidge of green

Creeks sing to wake the frogs.
New leaves whisper, waking the wind.
Old, crooked trees have their own
music, a quiet unfurling of
wandering woodland notes.
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A Butterfly Charm

Orange Butterfly

American lady
butterflies
charm and
delight
every child.
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Fantasy of Summer

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Waves of heat bake golden sand,
splashed by frothy waves. Gulls
and sandpipers dot grassy dunes.
A long, tall drink comes to hand.
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Color of a Rose

Black Rose on a Pink and Purple Fence

Used with Permission of Resa Swork

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Meeting McDoodle

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Doodly
doodly
doodly doo.

An eye
in the sky
and a cloud or two.

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Spring Angel

Angel in snow

softer
snowfall
in April
a  winged angelic            and            feathery stillness
heralds           divine music      from above
the icy confection
reminds of protection
brings a sense of peace
contemplating movement
making art turn into magic while
overhead fly Canada geese

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Hyacinth Hats

Purple Hyacinth crushed by snow

Purple party hats prickle
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Snow Flowers

Yellow Daffodil in snow

Snow showers
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Echos

New spring leaves

Anyone who falters to a stop,
mid breath, and
lets her words breathe,
then echo,
then die,
is a poet.

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Find the Divine

University of St. Thomas in Minneapolis photo by Laura Purdie Salas

Fresco at University of St. Thomas in Minneapolis Used by Permission of Laura Purdie Salas

The fairy tale, the prosaic,
the absurd and the divine,
find their way into myth,
story, art and rhyme.

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Spring’s Poetry

Skunk Cabbage -- Symplocarpus foetidus

Mudiferous,
squelching ramble
beneath bare branches
and yearning buds
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Happy Birthday to Robert Frost

 

foo dog dragon statue, white

Dragon’s voice rings
with thundering wings.
The foo dog’s yawn
brings the dawn.
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