What sleeps below in November?

NeilWaldmanontheHudson

painting by Neil Waldman

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spotlight stars, moon, clouds

hills, mountains, coast, trees, sea, spires

energy’s reflections

Woodchuck

byLoriMcElrath-Eslick

illustrated by Lori McElrath-Eslick

Every woodchuck lives

with graves, trees, ponds and seeds-spies

squirrels’ lairs at dawn

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Jonathan Kellerman has collaborated on books with his wife and his son. “Every family speaks its own language,” Jesse Kellerman says. “For us, it was stories.”

Children Without TV #18 Hardy Immune System

The Pathway to Health

The Pathway to Health

Trees have bark: living
filter; we have dermis layer:
admits/dispels cells.

Pattern #68 I-Cloud

What will the cloud hold next? More than raindrops?

What will the cloud hold next?
More than raindrops?

The i-Clouds
“got the dirt”
on you!
holds it in the haze
flies it past mountains
screens it from hawks.
Then rains it down as mud
that thuds on heads:
splotches eyes
drips off nose
blows its spatter
on what matters.
Birds
sift for seeds
to grow trees
that grow leaves
to scatter into soil
for clouds to suck
to “hold the dirt”
on you.

I-Clouds Got the Dirt on You

What will the cloud hold next? More than raindrops?

What will the cloud hold next?
More than raindrops?

The i-Clouds
“got the dirt”
on you!

holds it in the haze
flies it past mountains
screens it from hawks.

Then rains it down as mud
that thuds on heads:
splotches eyes
drips off nose
blows its spatter
on what matters.

Birds
sift for seeds
to grow trees
that grow leaves
to scatter into soil
for clouds to suck
to “hold the dirt”
on you.

A Kyrielle Sonnet: My Mountain Top’s My Vista Beam

Q'sSunset

My Mountain Top

My mountain top’s my vista beam
O’er river, hills, trees and stream;
It’s home to turkey, deer, birds’ flight
It flashes magic day and night.

The hawks hunt high; while wood chucks dig
Their gaze upon the land so big;
The tunnels shine in moonlight bright
It flashes magic day and night.

Gold finch glitters: zigger and zag;
Red throat peckers gobble seed bag.
Squirrels lay store for snowy blight
It flashes magic day and night!

My mountain top’s my vista beam
It flashes magic day and night!

Pattern #31Bosk

StormsAreBrewing

busk bush-a small wood
thicket of bushes bosquet,
boscage, grove, shrubs, trees!

plantation picture!

Catherine Johnson’s Tongue Twister

Annika in O's Toyota

Trains of thought
and thoughts of trains
and strands of hope
and hope of strands
of love and kindness.
Kinds of things
and things of kind
and kinds of peace
and peace of mind
and minds of trucks
and dolls in trees
and journeys in trains.

Catherine Johnson

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