Weedy Poems - Poems about Weedy

Gratitude

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Low tide.
Scattered rocks wear 
weedy jackets to shield
sea life from the drying air
and in the far distance,
clouds leak a fine mist of rain 
as if to cool the heat 
of a setting sun.

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cruelty to toads

...the toads do not dive
they plop into the scummy pond
pale green bellies floating beneath them
like airbags
they paddle and back-stroke
through the weedy water
as slow as inflatable boats

whe...

Wildflower

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Quite by chance
I saw a single, small, white wildflower
amid a crush of grass and weeds 
along the roadside, its presence crowded out 
by seed heads and space hungry leaves 
of species honed f...

PSYCHEDELIC

...PSYCHEDELIC

There was a decade, it was the 60’s I’m sure
When everyday things were just a little bit off
As if there were rumblings in the earth’s core
And when scripted lines gave way to impro...

The Perennial Diver

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Bubbled 
in a young man's breath,
I glided along the weedy
and rock strewn bottom
just out from shore,
a companion to fish 
and crustacean, a finned, 
neoprene clad denizen 
of the deep. ...

Blue Petal

...Seldom does the morning wake me now
Too long has there been a dream of green
Foggy with the mist of the sea bay
Filled with those small white boats
slowly bobbing about here and there
Tethered t...

The Breakwater

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Large boulders piled high
stretch out into the bay
and form a breakwater 
that shields the beach 
from high waves 
and heavy swells rolling in
from southerly gales. 

I have stood there
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Small Fish

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Holding onto a rail.
I lean over to see my reflection
mirrored in the water 
and small fish swimming
in the camouflage of me.

I muse whether they are feeding
on my thoughts, nibbling
on th...

Weedy Eschatology

...The aging street mourns its faded splendor.
It remembers having red tulips and roses
in manicured, fertilized, emerald lawns
in community yards lining its borders.
But neighborhoods gradually dec...

Spontaneity

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Written: February 23, 2024

Rumi Quote: “There is a voice that doesn't use words. Listen.”-

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Line of i...

the way

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life …

lived parenthetically -
impulses placed like black boots
in soft sand,
stumbling …
betting a fool’s hope that it leads  …
SOMEwhere …
or garners a courtly chuckle
(if perhaps by ac...

Words that squirm

...Sometimes words are magnets stuck to your heart
in melody, prophesy, promise:
true or false. 

Sometimes words are puff-balls on weedy-stalks:
whispering things that blow away
on a breath.

S...

Help Us

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Unseasonal rain has kept 
the small pond 
half full of water.
More than a hundred tadpoles 
crowd its weedy shallows
which, by now, would normally 
be a dried out bed 
of sludge cracking 
u...

Transformation

...It came,
piercing the bright air
above the garden
with a sudden presence,
the first dragonfly
of the season. It darted
and hovered over me,
glistening in a spellbinding
grid of movement.

W...

Blow Winds Blow

...Blow, Winds, Blow


Blow, winds, from the 
thick, suffocating heat
of the steamy tropics,
from the arid deserts
of the high plateaus
and frigid steppes of Asia.

Blow from the eastern seas
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