Seasonal poems

swallowtail

must love the taste

of abelia blooms

~~~~

LEAH FROM KANSAS

Bevy 

of butterflies--

monarchs, to be exact,

each time I pass the calendar

photo.

~~~~

taut red skin

tart tang of yellow flesh

no wonder Wm Carlos Wms

couldn't help himself

from eating a plum

~~~~

Flying

by here faster

than the speed limit. Where's

a sheriff's deputy when you

need one?

~~~~

Blackcap

and cardinal

at the unusually-

ignored suet cake. Is something

amiss?

~~~~

Hedge-row

of yellow bell,

japonica, privet--

a neat hideaway for rabbits

and squirrels.

~~~~

Fenced out

by the neighbors

on the south needing tall

enclosure to keep their future

dogs in.

~~~~

After

last night's t-storm

the temps of early fall

are 70 degrees - very

welcome.

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c 2019 by PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR US

Poems for September 9, many years

                                          Cottonwoods and pine, autumn @ Dairy Hollow

SEPTEMBER 9

viewing the world
through one eyeglass lens
a cataract gone
--A Lamp to Work By, 2012

viewing the news
through an iPad
paper newspaper gone
--new poem, 9/9/'19

vehicle hauler,
along the interstate
six-car pile up
--Connecting Our Houses, 1997

CRITIQUE
Strange, the
paths our poems
take before coming out
of the woods near perfect, like our
children.
--September Cinquains, 2003

I stop
reading to watch
a hummingird drinking
...and drinking. Sated, it soon darts
away.
--September Cinquains, 2017

on the walking trail
city's truck driver, mower
ignoring their own signs
--A Patch of Yellow, 2005

new college provost--
my child in his daughter's
third-grade class
--a crisp brown leaf, 2015

onto the freeway~
a convoy of semis
already there
--just before dawn, 2006

c 2019, PL, dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA