The mountains are a
ghostly presence,
faint phantoms
looming above the lake,
wisps over white paint palette
there
not there
Winter hovers
over misty memories
of summer storms.
poem- summer spectre November 15, 2022
poem-less anxious September 16, 2022
Dark dusky sky
Gulls cry
Gliding by, wings wiping at air
Diving down to thieve
Thoughts of tomorrow
Wasting no worries
On what might not be.
poem- For self-care September 8, 2022
Trust these:
light
trees
wind’s
songs
Wordy 30 poem: 30 letters in 6 five letter words
poem-special delivery August 31, 2020
Two raw hazelnuts on the back deck.
Delivery from a rat? a squirrel? a passing crow?
I guess that’s something we’ll never know.
poem-fuel August 29, 2020
Inspiration:
green mountain sides
blue skies
spruce scented air
Danger:
summer lightning
immolation
devastating beauty
Prescription:
diamonds dancing
mountain lake
water-bomber
Metaphor:
change
desire
this
poem- In the world beyond my windows May 1, 2020
The White Crowned sparrows fill
the yard; they butt striped heads at
the feeders, but they sing for their supper.
The sky is brilliant blue,
clouds hover around the edges of my sight, fringing
the hills.
Mount Ida is still white-capped,
the fire-dead splinters bristle through
the snow line above
a carpet of spruce and fir. Across
the street someone has left
a painted rock beside
the mailbox; we’ve all earned its
purple heart.
Bursting buds,
New green leaves on spring awakened
trees.
The House Finch in
the blue spruce announces his
new family, but warbles his warning,
No visitors allowed!
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This is a list poem. Sometimes they are numbered, though this one isn’t, obviously. 🙂 I don’t think I’ve seen one with enjambment like I’ve used here, but hey, it’s my poem. What good is a poetic licence if you don’t take advantage?
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poem-Oh! What a beautiful sky! February 27, 2020
Look up!
Opalescent sky,
lavender pink kissed,
pearl shimmering;
sun setting behind pines,
blushing beauty,
dipping under mountains.
poem-sun dreams August 20, 2015
Out the smallest window
verdant velvet valleys glisten green,
fold under blue grey hills
beneath a sky without a touch of cloud.
Today dew settles on leaves and reflects
the illumination of heaven.
poem- modern inconvenience July 5, 2014
The panorama of lake and hills
lies peacefully before me.
The susurration of wind
the patter of rain on
leaves and pine needles
is mountain music.
Heaven on earth
marred by
that incessant RV A/C.*
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*Recreational Vehicle Air Conditioning
OMG it just turned off! (and the very next minute the music started. Sigh).
poem- greeting May 31, 2014
So welcome are you
the eagle soars to your window
and grebes dance across the water,
all eager to hear your
words on the lake.
Shawn L. Bird 