The bare trees stood waiting for their buds
A new chapter of growth and beauty to begin
Lush green color will take over the landscape
Long before the multiple colors will explode
A bear scraped bark off a tree the other day
The shavings were left beneath on the ground
Nuthatch continue to climb them upside-down
Woodpecker are hammering their holes for nests
There is a lot of transitioning activity around
While these story telling trees seem to rest
They lost many branches in the wind recently
Still, the growth of life drips with sap methodically
Heidi Sands
3/30/22
Purple shadows dancing and laughing with clowns
How does it matter when the grim reaper smiles
Vultures and dragons fly missed horizon
Parrots and cockatoos squawk talk through wireless connections Verizon ™
And when it's all said done
Methodical
2/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Night time elves were lured out of crevices and caves,
Hearing the melodic pipe of the Moon Beam King.
Charismatic, he also pulled pixies out of shallow graves.
See those three faeries dancing around the tree ring?
They were brought to the mystical place to sing.
Moon Beam King gets away with it. He is one of fey’s faves.
A-void
N-asty
S-ickness'
E-pidemic
L-etting
M-ethodical
H-ygiene
O-bliterate
L-ung's
L-ethal
O-pponent
Topic: Birthday of poet Anselm Hollo (April 12)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
P-oet
A-uthors
M-ethodical
E-xpression
L-etting
A-crostic
M-essage
A-pply
R-egards
A-s
V-erse
I-nspirationally
L-ets
L-ines
A-dvance
S-weetness
Topic: Birthday of Pamela Maravillas (February 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-ethodical
E-xcellent
G-reeter
H-as
A-pplied
N-otable
F-orm
E-mploying
N-ame
W-ith
I-mpressive
C-omposer's
K-nown
B-rilliance
O-nce
L-itterateur
A-dvances
N-ice
D-esign
Topic: Birthday of Poet Meghan Fenwick Boland (September 27)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
"Mothers can be scornful at times it may seem."
They shoulder much tenacity under watchful eye.
Contempt may enroll in your mind, as you cry.
Though behind those evil looks, a heartfelt gleam.
You may never know it for you, she has a dream.
She can urge you with a powerful hand by and by.
Not maybe with a powerful force, but oh so sly.
She seems to have such an overwhelming regime.
Mothers’ affections go beyond the natural bond.
Beyond this universe, more glorious than any star,
Her emotions run deep and will never correspond.
They shall forever caress and bandage any scar.
Repeatedly she will garnish while waving a wand.
Upon her last breath she shall forgive, unlike any czar.
written for
Sponsor ~ A Rambling Poet ~
Contest Name 'Mother'
written by
Cecil Hickman
Methodical thinking systematically aligned.
Are you having trouble breathing?
Have you finally lost your mind?
Are you eagerly awaiting, nervous, anticipating,
The very next minute of your life?
What a way to live in strife
How can you breath steadily
Jeopardizing freedom by darkening the light
How can you breath steadily
How can you breath at all?
Are you in the drivers seat?
Do you even drive at all?
Are you under observation?
A constant paranoia prickle
On the back of your clean neck
Gee that seems annoying
Like a tapping “are we there yet.”
You should really try to beat it,
Yes that’s my only great advice.
I have my own dilemmas,
I am my own dear vice.
Should your self really enslave you?
You’d be amazed
Of all who fall into that category,
It’s not healthy, all that worry.
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