did we devise divisive devices

or did these branches of this forest

sprout from latent seeds

planted long ago

buried by silt and snow

every expert offers advices

some are fluid like wind blown leaves

some trees lean with the breeze

and others are deeply rooted

in compost of ages passed

a whippoorwill calls and entices

birds of various feathers

to congregate at its tree

another sings a song that enlightens

some squirrels and birds

gather near, with twigs and berries

some bring empty beaks and cheeks

while others drag all they can carry

many roost within ample branches

fur and feather, scales and chitin

all who dwell here join leaf and lichen

as solemn sun

sets on moonless night

the many as one

rekindle lost light

within each soul

and from each troll

the fires of storied lives

ignite the night

and from the forest set ablaze

a ring of watchers

fight through the haze

not to help our tangled forest

but to roast marshmallows

upon our woes

yet as all forests

soon shall do

the smoke of grief

fire-parched tears of loss

our ash of regret

shall in time turn

to fertile ground

for another round

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muses fuses

Muses light fuses

Some enlighten

Some confuses

Muses make us chooses

Between good choices

And bad voices

Muses have their uses

Between blessings and abuses

Betwixt engines and cabooses

Muses one refuses

Could be whatsis and whosis

Old historics and new newses

But no matter what one chooses

Whether mundane or fizzy floozes

Listen to your muses

Take care of blazing fuses

Avoid the traps of ruses

Then act as you dooses

What you chooses

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oh yes, my precious

i wear you

you feel more than good

you feel divine

as i succumb to your power

i am surrounded

by your cool enveloping embrace

i submit to this bliss

wrapped within your shadows

and in your armor

i can sustain

the onslaught

of the blazing rain

that falls nearby

its hot fiery tongues

just beyond your shroud

thank you, my precious

my shade, for shielding me

from the beastly dragon

of another ovenlike day

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july’s dozen papers

cast ten poems to vapors

every rhyme turned to traitors

each rhythm slow as pataters

tempus hath fugit and flewn

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i had a dear stencil

i traced with a pencil

along came curvaceous spirograph

who scrawled pencil’s epitaph

its strength was not tensile

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there once was a kitten named spoon

whose floofness made everyone swoon

cuteness curled up by keyboards and nooks

fuzzy floofness chewed cables and books

spoon ruled like a duchess

commanded such muchness

promised pencil and paper were strewn

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keyboards are like critters

with a hundred paw pads

in a grid facing up

as you type

it is like petting the paw

caressing the keys

and the kitty computer purrs

so when the feline kind

sees you in such rapt attention

petting the keyboard’s giant paw

kitty must intervene

and cull some affection

from you and your keypaw alike

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