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2020 Albuquerque Garden Psalms New Mexico Poems

Turning dirt

Turning the dirt
With Great-Grand-Daddy’s plow

Sharecropper’s till
Real familiar somehow

Making quick work
Of my little garden plot

He’d make an acre
Into food they never bought

But it never really seems
Like my efforts pay out full

Maybe this year’s different
Using my ancestral tool

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2020 American Place Breaking Muse Poems

Canned Goods

Fragile
[boxes]
Bounded up
De-coupling—
Social
Distancing—

Uncomfortable

Pauses

As to what
Qualifies
As normal.
Needing
Canned
Laughter

for
Comfort
Food.

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2020 Albuquerque American Place Breaking Muse Garden Psalms New Mexico Poems

fresh starts

Yearning
Clamshells
Open slow
With a
Lazy
Yawning
Frond
Unwound

Reaching
Tendrils
Unfurled
Revealing
Future
Colors
Of long
Summer’s Day.

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2020 Albuquerque American Place Garden Psalms New Mexico Poems

Spring bird song

“We want to be
More than the tree.
A melody
For you

We sing and sing
Always hoping
Your Love to ring
As true…

Please, please sing back!
Tell where you’re at —
Let our song
Be for two.”

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2020 Albuquerque American Place Breaking Muse New Mexico Poems

TP Quarantine

Lockdown
Quarantine
“Keep the door shut.”

Practice
“Social distancing”
Do not touch!

Wash your
Hands for
Twenty seconds

Swab and
Daub and Wipe
down surfaces!

Don’t forget
Don’t touch
Your Faces!

Though we
Won’t need
No toilet paper

For one
Or two
Weeks more

It doesn’t
really matter
‘Cause there’s none left

At
The
Store

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2020 Albuquerque American Place Garden Psalms New Mexico Poems

Bird Song

A bird
A bird
A bird has rhythm

Listen
Listen
Listen closely — To hear

If you
If you
Listen closely

A whole
New Lang-
uage will appear

Repeat
Repeat
The melody

The beat
The beat
Is very clear

The words
The words
These Words may not matter

The music
The music
Is more than a mirror

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2020 Albuquerque American Place Garden Psalms New Mexico Poems

Happy Days

She was
A sweet
A sweet blue bird

Named “Happy”
She would even
let you hold her

Her Eggs
Were aquamarine
With golden yolks

American
Ameraucana
“The Easter Egger”

Though she
Stopped producing
Early in life

She was
Well regarded
By the Garden Club.

RIP

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2020 Albuquerque American Place Garden Psalms New Mexico Poems

The Day Happy Died

Tic tic
Says the clock
As it counts off your day

“Where
have you been?” He says,
“Happy has passed away…”

Dirty work
This garden farm
On any good day, not much harm

‘Cept for
The mice
Who’ve come to barn

But today
You know —
Was different too

It was
The day…
That Happy died—

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2020 American Place Ars Philosophica Ars Poetica Poems

Faith in art

Divinations
Of an un-
Kind Spirit
Isolation
When you
Get perspective
From above
And can see
Yourself
On the astral
Plane. Comp-
rehension be-
gins again
When you
Return to
What is
Real and
Whole to
You. It’s
Harder than
It sounds!

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2020 American Place New Mexico Poems

Footsteps in the past

These heavy feet
Burdened by ghosts
Of my grandfathers

Reminding history
Like wispy shackles
Dragging stowaways

On my ankles
Through my forest trek.
As walking in

Their steps of old
Ice cold conditions
Better gear for me

But me and my
Cold feet must carry
The miles of quiet.

My youngest son
Reminds me that
The 10 miles I

Journeyed were but
One day of 10
Miles for months

For the souls
Who took upon
The Oregon Trail.

I’ll keep my Coffee
Hot and my
Thoughts pastoral

And I will sleep
On my memory-foam
Mattress!