Wild

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drawing by J Byron Schachner

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Definition #249 Tiger Lilies

Annika & Oliver 6-15-15

Annika & Oliver
6-15-15

wild tiger lilies

bloom in the wild ‘side cool stream

serving your fauna

Wild

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Haiku to Wild

thousands of wild buds
purple, yellow, white wild wisps
deer food in the wild

Pattern #35 Horse Sense

Drawn on iPad by Annika Poland (4 years old)

Drawn on iPad by Annika Poland (4 years old)

hooves to mane-beyond
thunder, stars, grass’s grazing
wind whipped strokes of wild!

Tongue Twister #30: Distance

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pet to raptor
rapture met
in feathers

beak of raptor
no back door
escape

claws of raptor
not yet sharp-
cuddly

baby raptor
tiny squat
knows not what
a raptor does

yet.

Call of the Wild

gourmet feast
Call of the Wild

Mangoes
Melons
Mushrooms
Meat
Spices
Slices
Ices
Wheat

Basted
Broiled
Sauteed
Or roast
Croissant
Bagel
Biscuit
Toast

Gourmet
Barbecue
Fast food
Take out
Organic
Preserved
Lean or
Stout.

Ring the bell
I’ll amble o’er
Chopsticks
At the ready.
Eyes dilated
Mouth a-watering
Forks ‘n Knives
Held steady.

6/12/2013

Riddle#13 The Gift

Don Needs the HELP Menu!

Don Needs the HELP Menu!


The Gift

Who put your photo in Photo Booth?
Whirled it around like an unwanted tooth?
Offered you up to the i-Phone Boutique,
Dizzy and tizzy and busy mystique.

Whirled it around like an unwanted tooth;
Magic wand twirling: wild and uncouth:
Mid chanting, and spells and musings to sooth!

Offered you up to the i-Phone Boutique,
Where Photo Booth surgically alters your face
“Til you’re not looking part of the male human race!

Dizzy and tizzy and busy mystique:
Waving and frizzled, acidly blown
Exploding like lightening on the i-Phone!

This poem is a trimeric.

ARCHITECTURE in a family name

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The Architecture in a family name:

My life guard’s name is “Forrest”;
His brother’s name: “Wilder”,
Other brother: “Hunter”,
Fourth is “North”.
Do you see a pattern?

Their mother is a song writer!
She struck a lyrical note with each sibling.
Sang her New England,
Borders of Canada, Wind Song!

Inside the Box

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Inside the box
are lox
for breakfast.

And socks
for hiking
on rocks.

And blocks
of colored
wood.

There are fox:
non-tox-
ic wild ones

inside the box;
they’ll eat the lox,
the socks, the blocks:
and then the box.

All I’ll have left
is bites of box
and fox!

12/12/12
Jeanne Poland

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