SHE’S ALL THE TALK!
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Great big turtle on her walk,
Becomes subject of all talk…
In shadow beneath a van,
Moves herself when she can;
Moving slowly toward her swamp
In the annual egg-laying tromp.
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–Jonathan Caswell
(s623.photobucket.com)—on Bing images
PARTICULARLY THE PEEPERS!
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Night-time rain fills vernal pools,
Male wood frogs peep like fools…
Trying to sound worth more than weight
Enticing that perfect date,
Pools may dry up fast:
Quickly find a love to last!
Lasting means a gel of eggs
Sprouting tails and sprouting legs…
All you ladies come my way
Before we see the light of day:
Before this pubble evaportates away!
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–Jonathan Caswell
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THE GEESE ARE BACK!
A rain-soaked empty parking lot,
Two geese fly over and land…
They find the banking with wet grass
To nibble on demand.
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The anti-goose forces
Must be shut in because of the rain…
Not many actually havereturned–
Success has been attained.
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Not many geese come near the walk,
We have one nesting pair…
They seem to ttake it all in stride
Exiled away from here!
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–Jonathan Caswell
(image from flikr.com)
AN AUTUMN SILENCE
Gone are the chirps of cicada and kin,
Gone are the songs of birds…
Cooler weather has rolled in
And wind-driven rain disturbs.
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Silent pitter-patter on our canopied walk,
Foreshadowing a different sound…
Sidewalls await installation
Shielding from sudden snow squalls.
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Rain-soaked ground is soil prepared
For a solid winter freeze…
Bugs and turtles soon prepare
The wait until a warm springtime breeze.
–Jonathan Caswell
WARM WEATHER HAIKU
Air conditioners
Softly flowing night time wind…
Cool enough, without.
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Parking in the shade,
Handicapped zone is filled up…
Worth the extra walk.
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Wild families grow,
No fishercats seen this year…
The woods hide many lives.
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Flowers open wide,
Bees work among the petals…
Aroma lures all.
–Jonathan Caswell
HOT JUNE DAYS
(tune: “Animal Crackers in My Soup”–to sing it!)
Sudden spreading algae blooms
Cover quiet pond lagoons,
Lily pads bursting out so far…
Cradling gentle lily stars!
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Sweat drips down like salty rain
Making us shower all over again,
Grass grows quicker than we mow…
Professionally planted flowers show.
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Rain clouds come to wet the ground,
Thunder and lightning slow us down
To enjoy a quiet book…
Or resting in a favorite nook!
–Jonathan Caswell
FORSYTHIA PHALANXES
Knobby stems start to sprout,
But not with green leaves….
Rather with yellow flowers shout:
Welcome back, you bees!
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Yellow flowing over walls,
Trellises like waterfalls…
Exploding the brown of spring
Till flowers and grass appear!
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Some are bushes strictly trimmed,
Others growing pale and slim…
Forsythia roams around
Wherever it can grow!
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Thankful we, for instant light,
That promises a “real good” fight…
Vanquishing the doldrums here
By many yellow sprouts!
–Jonathan Caswell
THE MAILMAN NOTICED
The Thursday mailman took stock
Of our increasing flock…
Of summering geese
In their love feast,
An idea that does not shock.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 