Old Cedar

 

old cedar

gnarled from the weather’s grip

saying our goodbyes

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This poem was inspired by the photo of a Colorado cedar, which was taken by Paloma during her travels on the road.  Unfortunately, I can’t seem to find a working link to any of Paloma’s blogs to share here (!?).

And, to finish, here’s Ian Dury and the Blockheads –

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It Imitates Snow

 

it imitates snow

white blossom drifts in the grass

our April meeting

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This poem was inspired by a view of the garden.  And, to finish, here’s the Coral –

March Wind

 

a wagtail I spook

veers from one buffet to the next

March wind

 

the clack of bare branches

lost in the swish of leaves soon

March wind

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These poems were inspired by a blustery day.  And, to finish, because March gales are clearly the exact same shape as a devil’s haircut, here’s Beck –

Its Yellow Fin

 

its yellow fin

ripples once, twice, to keep the carp

still as spring moves in

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This poem was inspired by the lovely fish in a lovely garden pond at a grubby little office.  And, to finish, here’s Ash –