The Reason He Flew

I was at a surprise seventieth party a few weeks ago, great fun, and some priceless songs! One character there was a weird and wild green balloon man …

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THE REASON HE FLEW

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green man flying                                                          066.7.4.12.sky
over the house
higher than cedars
waving one arm

IMG_5554 dinner for the volunteershe left the party
strayed to a child
who flung him
up and away

she wept his flight
wanting him back
anchored to grass
but he wanted blue

evening star 2. 034acres of azure
cyan horizons
aquamarine clouds
an indigo cosmos

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berry & the bandFREE! The Berry Books are FREE at Smashwords! And they are perfect for 3-6 year-olds. ‘Berry and the Birthday Band’ and ‘Berry Cleans House’ tell how Berry the mouse, who lives in a tree, gets into funny situations, and has to find his way out of them.

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Sand Haiku

It’s almost the end of the season for sun and sand. Sand-castles. Sand in an hour-glass. Sand on the beach. Sand in the car. Sand in my socks …

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footprints                                                                 IMG_2051..3.12.11.blog.
in sand -
messages

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sand
between my toes -
the Frisbee

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IMG_2058..3.12.11.blog.the tide
creeps in -
sand-castles

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the first haiku was published in the Haiku Canada Newsletter

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summerfathercoverA Summer Father … terse, imagistic lines; … It’s not nostalgia that we experience but quiet, poignant grief. Richard Stevenson

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Gone Missing

I don’t think I’m the only one who puts things in safe places and then can’t remember where the safe place is. Or I go looking for something and then can’t remember what I’m looking for. Just those days when there’s too much going on,  I’ve too much on my mind …

GONE MISSING

I lost what I was looking for
whatever it was
045..8.2.12.blog.mailboxshoe    light switch
bridle    mail slot

 

10450123..7.11.14.blog..if I could peer
round that building
over that hedge
I’d find     hang onto
if I knew what it was

flat tire     scarf
tree where we picnicked
anchor    cry of actors

oh the frustration
of catching that glimpse
as it flicks out of sight
Aug.1992 Mark's modela rattling echo
of something or other

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first published in the Camel Saloon

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thoseblueshoescoverThose Blue Shoes for ages 7-11 … Weston’s … skill in juggling time past with time present … the plot unfolds with fast-paced action, mystery, suspense and even a ghost. Joan Givner

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Six Ways of Doing

August 6, 1945, Hiroshima; August 6, 1991 the first-ever web page online. So this month swings between darkness and light, destruction and creation. It’s a time of richly starred night skies and, I hope, brilliantly sunny days, a time of letting go, and looking forward, sometimes in strange ways …

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SIX WAYS OF DOING

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a reversed nine                                                   10450120..7.11.14.blog..
bounces back and up

the ball of wool unwinds
a kitten’s paw

a whirl or a reel
a tornado on the screen

a cloud tethered
to the red balloon

twice trinity
or a triple pair

half a dozen eggs
on the stair

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first published in Stoneboat

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summerfathercover
A Summer Father … Here is poetry … interweaving images culled from a wartime childhood with bittersweet memories of a “summer father”. Lynda Monahan

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Country Ball Game

Home-grown baseball … summer evenings … popcorn … it all sounds so relaxed, peaceful, and fun. I love the language of baseball, other sports too come to that, but I have to go online to make sure I’ve got it right. If you’re not sure of a term I’ve used, check out this site   http://tinyurl.com/p4yp9w

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COUNTRY BALL GAME

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parents comment                                                032
on leather flashed
by a player
or a good heater
that goes close and tight
while an easy meatball
becomes a caught souvenir

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they cheer
when the batter
hits on the button
and roar most of all
when a kid whacks
a moon-shot
beyond the fence-line

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summerfathercoverA Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes

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Renovation Geometric

I’ve been thinking about when we renovated our house, quite a few years ago now, but it was a major performance: floors up, walls moved, a new room added. If you’ve ever lived in the middle of a renovation, it’s chaos, fun, and unforgettable …

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RENOVATION GEOMETRIC

it was a summer
of explored geometry                                            reno. 1991 #1
when we erected angles
placed parallels
rectangles and cubes

sunlight defined our math
with lines notched into sky
shadows under framing

we built a place
where geometry would be
held in stability
when we walked
over the doorsill

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willow treegirl8The Willow Tree Girl “… perfect for children in the 7-11-year-old bracket who love to read. …The characters are life-like and the plot intriguing …” Elizabeth Symon. Find it at Smashwords

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Duck haiku

Most days I walk past a small lake where mallard, Canada geese, turtles and, occasionally, heron hang out. It’s a joy to watch them through the year. And the flocks increase …

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ducks swim                                            20140703
in circles -
thin ice

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five ducklings
dive in …
lily-pads

 

sunlit morning -
a child feeds
ducks in the park

 

willow treegirl8The Willow Tree Girl “… perfect for children in the 7-11-year-old bracket who love to read. …The characters are life-like and the plot intriguing …” Elizabeth Symon. Find it at Smashwords

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