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"Cattitude"

(Acrostic)

 

Cat is

A

Tad

Torqued and

Incensed

Today

Until

Dad

Explains himself

 

© L. Whitefeather

Subtle

 

The fall light

reaches out

waning in September 

extracting heat

chlorophyll drops.

 

Hills of landscape meet

blue green crops

cider brown, ginger gold

crunch our boot soles.

 

White blue sky

in water, lake and eyes

cool brushes summer skin,

burning leaves breathe in

warming our furnace heart

November releases its cold start.  

 

Diane C Reitz

The Precision of Geese

 

Looking up toppling trees 

geese form a perfect “V”

they know their place

and evaluate their space

allowed to their own device

every sway aligned to the bay

geese instinctively will say,

“ We want to veer over here.”

Landing as an evening guest

on a lake, pond or a bit beyond

eventually to a southern lawn

searching for their feathery best

the geese’s annual precise rest.  


Diane C Reitz

In Memory of Poets

 

There once were Poets of Big Bend

Who met to read poems they penned,

but too much inaction

made them a mere fraction

and caused them to come to an end.

Pat Stanford

From A Motley Miscellany; Misfit

Poems That Fit Together

The Book Club

 

Books, books, books, books

Please don't think of us as kooks

Our focus is on poetry

This isn't just some revelry

Hard copy or online

Either way, we find sublime

 

© L. Whitefeather 2019

Hold Onto Hope

 

The past was the worst, a YouTuber says.

But hold onto hope, I hear others say.

Is hope what we seek at this point in time?

Can something else promise that all is not bleak?

My gods say I'm stronger than even I know.

What if They're right? I'd sure like to know.

How do I access that deep well inside?

Is strength all I need? What about health?

And vision, the gift seeing past all the strife,

Working with hope, would also be nice.

Anyway, what I am trying to say

Is hold onto hope. And live for today.

 

© 2021 Louise Pare-Lobinske

Getting to Know Clouds

 

From the ground clouds present various views,

towering vaporous shapes of white and grey.

It seems like they can’t choose what forms to do,
high cloudy mountains, or fancy images at play.

 

Learning clouds’ contents of constant change
is done flying over piles of vaporous hues.
There observers have a clear advantage,
carpets of white under a sky of blue.

 

Fearsome clouds are but water after all,

frothy white moguls moving side by side.

Cloudy canyon walls can appear quite tall,

but nothing harmful inside them resides.

 

Charles Hazelip

Geezer

 

I had a thought –

it went away.

I had a wake

for it today.

 

It came, it went;

I could not recall

what I had thought

before at all.

 

I mourn this thought

as though a friend.

So many thoughts

have found such an end.

Pat Stanford

From A Motley Miscellany; Misfit Poems That Fit Together

Wagon Trains West

 

Books tell us Indians showed Pilgrims

how to grow corn, so they would’nt perish.

Then wheels of wagons with wives and children

wore grooves in roads seeking homes to cherish.

    They went west where no waving grains grew then,

     just determined trav’lers bent on tilling

    fertile earth where they could settle and tend

    fields that waving grain would soon be filling.

Thus, part of America came to be known

the world’s breadbasket, feeding folks in need.

Due to early trav’lers and seeds they’d sown,

Americans may sing of waving grains indeed.

 

Charles Hazelip

Leaves On a Mountain River

 

Mountain river flowing

around a narrow bend through

green banks and towering trees

shows Fall.

Yellow leaves glide, golden

on glossy black water.

Bending, the river ends its graceful flow

in favor of roaring imitations of thunder.

Yellow leaves sail quickly toward

a raging, rocky slide, helplessly

disappearing under white violence,

then emerging sedately on their way.

 

Charles Hazelip

New Used Shoes

Have a new used pair of shoes to use

Tapping on the floor all the way out the door

Out into the mountainous blue
many new journeys will ensue

Many lives lived in these shoes
not minding how they were used

Shoes with a mind of their own
wherever they walk, finding a new way home

Pass them on these leather shoes
becoming new again for you to use.   

 

 

Keep Swinging

You try
To do your best
To stay on top of things
Sometimes there's a swing and a miss
Despite all life's curve balls
Your average
Ain't bad

© L. Whitefeather 2021



mind warp

our world
it seems so tired
its fauna and flora
even the earth - rock, water, wind
pushing thru space and time
people panic
mind warp

© L. Whitefeather 2021