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An Uncertain Spring

24 Tuesday Apr 2018

Posted by P Moorman in Humor, Nature

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humor, Nature, seasons, weather

The wind whips at my window,
leaves slapping and crushing
against the screen.

Rain and sleet strike through
to the glass-paned barrier
with unfettered force.

Is the weather voicing
its control, or just saying,
“The season is a-changing?”

Calendars noted Spring
a month ago, but by
whose authority?

Meteorology professes
there are four seasons
with distinct personalities,

But why would one believe
them genetically pure?
As wind is a common

factor, is it not likely a
season’s DNA could
cross over and mutate,

like Fall’s Indian Summer,
or flings of Spring
showing up in Winter?

If this Spring breezes by,
would a Summer Solstice
be asking too much?
Pm

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Looking for Spring

02 Monday Apr 2018

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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Nature, seasons, weather

I saw it peek through the crusty earth;
I caught a glimpse glistening on a rock;
And the breezy freshness, Ahh! But, I fear
since it’s April First, ’twas just a tease.

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Are You Listening?

12 Monday Jun 2017

Posted by P Moorman in Life

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Listening, weather, wind

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I speak into the wind,
but the words come back;

I speak with the wind
and the words sail along,
just waiting for capture,
and I wonder…

Will my message be heard
by those I wish to hear? Or,

will a tree whisk them under its leaves
and keep them as its own? Perhaps,

my words will wave across the ocean,
greeting mariners as it goes?

Or, is it possible that my words
may never leave but
get caught in a whirlwind
and dervishly disappear?

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Warmed by Winter

11 Wednesday Jan 2017

Posted by P Moorman in Family, Inspiration, Life, Weather

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family, inspiration, weather, Winter

Fireplace

I closed my eyes
to summon summer back,
when the sun warmed my bare skin
and the landscape lushed green,

But I shuddered as the
warmth of the crackling fireplace,
encircled my chilled body,
bringing loving memories of

family, hot cocoa in hand,
laughing as we looked out at
the lopsided snowman we
made only a few moments ago.

I take a deep breath in,
absorbing today’s wintry scene
of contrasted white snow and
the ever darkening sky,

knowing I don’t want to miss
living in the present moment,
where the cold reflects warmth
and time to slow down and enjoy it.

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Baring Winter’s Arrival

04 Sunday Dec 2016

Posted by P Moorman in Life, Seasonal, Weather

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change, grass, green, season, summer, weather, Winter

I bare sandals as I step out,
half expecting the lawn to respond
like it did yesterday, when
the sun encouraged its green
tendrils to grow plush and wiggly,
tickling my fleshy exposed toes.

But time can change quickly,
and my exposed toes scrunch under,
seeking shelter from winter’s chill
and the inevitable crunch of grass as it
splays frozen and flat beneath the sandal.
Together, we bear the weight of the season.

Sandal feet in grass

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Winter Icicles

02 Saturday Jan 2016

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Weather

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anticipation, fun, icicles, Nature, poems, Poetry, snow, weather

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Night’s darkening depths of cold
suspend iced stalactites like roof fringe,

vertical beds of melting snow
awaiting tomorrow’s frosty thaw
when the crystalized tapers will drip to life

under the glowing spotlight of sun,
dancing as they reach the ground,
pooling together for midday fun.

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First Snow of the Season

12 Saturday Dec 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Mountains, Nature, Weather

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fall, Nature, poems, Poetry, snow, weather, Winter

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Dabs of drab sky disappear
‘neath wisps of white fluff
as fall shivers into winter.

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Returning Home

11 Wednesday Nov 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Children, Family, Inspiration, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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Autumn, children, fall, family, Growing up, inspiration, leaving, leaving home, life, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, weather

Fall leaves in motion

I savored the colorful fallen leaves
and the deep, woodsy scent
of maple and oak as I tried to
shape their formation.

The harder I struggled against the winds,
the more the pile seemed to separate,
small clusters encircling my knees,
twirling with excitement as they rose to leave.

And I thought of children, young adults really,
leaving with the anxiousness of Autumn winds.

I know they both will return changed,
some choosing a brief visit,
others remaining among the familiar,
enriching the land and the lives
they touch as they settle in.

With the love of a mother,
I embrace the changes
and look forward to
once again sharing our worlds.

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I See White Stallions

30 Sunday Aug 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Life, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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life, music, Nature, poem, poems, Poetry, Relax, seasonal, seasons, sky, summer, Tranquility, weather

I see white stallions
pulling puffs of clouds across
the powdery blue vastness,

a performance guided
by gentle winds
instrumentally in sync
with a relaxing summer day.

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Paying for Freedom

23 Thursday Jul 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Children, Life, Weather

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children, freedom, life, weather

Coat hoods draping their heads,
the sleeves flow loosely behind
while arms swing freely beside
and feet ziggy zag them ahead.

Weaving to find every puddle,
stomping and splashing along;
tongues stuck out for raindrops as
they slosh and splatter toward home.

Sometimes I wish I were still young,
Carefree as children in rain;
Whatever changed my focus
as I grew into older skin?

Is it dictated, written in stone
that work replace childish play?
Or are we merely paying today
for the freedoms of yesterday?

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Power of a Raindrop book

06 Saturday Jun 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Animals and Insects, Art, Children, Family, Health, Humor, Inspiration, Life, Love, Mountains, Nature, Philosophy, Seasonal, Weather, Writing

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art, arthritis, children, family, flowers, health, heart, humor, inspiration, iris, life, love, mountains, Nature, philosophy, seasonal, weather, writing

Power of a Raindrop cover

I’m excited to share that I now have a book of poetry, Power of a Raindrop, published and available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and through the publisher. If you order from the publisher, the first 10 to order will receive 15% off the retail price. http://shop.ravenbooks.net.

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I Drink to Autumn

07 Friday Nov 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Weather

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Autumn, fall, Nature, poems, Poetry, season, weather

I thirst for cooler days where
nature breezes through treetops
changing colors and textures,
releasing them to pour down where
I can drink in the flavors of autumn.

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Fall’s Golden Haiku

04 Tuesday Nov 2014

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Autumn, fall, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, trees, weather

Deciduous trees
release summer memories
aloft with golden wings.

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Fall’s a Mystery

12 Sunday Oct 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Humor, Life, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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fall, humor, life, Nature, seasons, weather, Winter

Fall’s a Mystery
(Or I’ve Been Watching
Too Much Crime TV)

Weathervane night
Blustery winds bring seasonal mysteries, like
why once supple flowers turn crispy and still,
why leaves lose color and fall dead away,
why summer’s loud bugs turn eerily quiet,
and why some people fade when the sun disappears.

If I were a detective, I’d capture the flowers
and confine them indoors for, say, 90 days,
after which, if warm, they’d be returned outdoors.

I’d turn the leaves over to the homicide folks
and hope an autopsy could reveal why
once green and pliant, they’re now crunchy and brown;

I’d send my partner on a seasonal stakeout
along with a sensitized listening device
to determine if crickets have Winter sounds;

And for the people, if they’d consider a change,
I’d see them moved to a sunnier place,
and as their sponsor, of course I’d move, too.

Happy Fall!

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Changing of the Seasons

05 Sunday Oct 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Humor, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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humor, Nature, rearrange, seasonal, weather, women

Seasons change,
it’s nature’s way,
of helping things
to rearrange.

And that is why,
(And I’m sure it’s true)
that women control
the house and skies;

For who else
have you ever known
to rearrange things
that often. I’ll confess,

I’m a woman,
been rearranging rooms
like clockwork,
but that shouldn’t

shock you, as my mother,
and hers before her,
moved furniture
this way and ‘tother.

And I’m sure
if they’d had their way,
seasonal changes would be
ten times a year.

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Rain in Perspective

01 Wednesday Oct 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Children, Family, Life, Nature, Weather

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Autumn, Nature, rain, seasons, sky, weather

Crying clouds crowd the dreary gray skies
of October, releasing rivulets of tears
into already mucky, rain-soaked ground.

Hiding under wide-open umbrellas,
adults quickly stride from cars to buildings,
their briefcases safely tucked under,
protecting themselves and their papers
from the non-ending stream from above.

Donned in raincoat and boots,
backpacks bulging, zippers askew,
children splash from puddle to puddle,
giggling and smilng as they frolic to class,
damp, mud-splattered homework in tow.

Children splashing in mud

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Beat the Heat!

14 Monday Jul 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Art, Life, Weather

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art, fans, heat, hot, life, poems, Poetry, summer, weather

Smiling sun

When air conditioners fail,
simplicity prevails with
goood, old-fashioned ingenuity.

Be it church fans,
Oriental fans, or
accordion-folded paper
from junk mail,

Renderings from yesteryear
swiftly flow
into modern times.

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Dichotomy of Summer

18 Wednesday Jun 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Humor, Life, Seasonal, Weather

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dichotomy, humor, life, poems, Poetry, seasonal, summer, weather

Languished complaint of hot body
on a sultry summer afternoon;
followed by
teeth-chattering complaint of cold shivers
after a cooling dunk in the pool.

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Gemstones of Nature

09 Monday Jun 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Weather

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Nature, poems, Poetry, rain, weather

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Grass glows in the morning sunlight
as droplets of last night’s rain lay atop the blades,
sparkling crystals of water
reflecting like multifaceted diamonds
set among a bed of emerald.

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Water is So Natural

28 Wednesday May 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Family, Life, Love, Mountains, Nature, Uncategorized, Weather

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family, friends, goodbye, leaving, mountains, Nature, poems, Poetry, rain, sky, water, weather

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Gently falling from clouds or
streaming down the river,
water is a welcome addition to nature;

Yet just as natural are the wet
tears trickling down my face
as I say my goodbye to you.

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Winter Returns

12 Monday May 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Weather

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flowers, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, spring, weather

Tulips, jonquils,
freshly sown peas
all lie quietly under the
white blanket tossed
down from the sky,
their spring welcome
frozen in time.

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Photo http://www.rgbstock.com

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Parachute Sky

27 Sunday Apr 2014

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Nature, poems, Poetry, sky, storms, weather

Full of fast moving storm clouds,
the darkening sky bellowed and lowered
as if an open parachute preparing to land.

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My Spring Fling

21 Monday Apr 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, spring, weather

As winter’s briskness departs,
I lower the furnace setting, then
Open shuttered windows letting
Bright sunshine warm the rooms;

I set back my winter woolens,
Throw back the heavy covers,
Replace all with lighter fabrics
For spring has finally sprung.

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Iced Curtain

18 Tuesday Mar 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Mountains, Nature, Weather

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Bavaria, Germany, gorge, ice, mountains, Nature, poems, Poetry, weather

Curtains of icicles
laced with curdles of snow
descend from rocky ledges,
creating secluded caves
for cold weather lovers.

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Breitachklamm is a deep rocky gorge in Bavaria, formation which started approximately 10,000 years ago with stone slowly eroding as the Breitach glacier melted.

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Sunlight

12 Wednesday Mar 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Art, Nature, Weather

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color, Nature, poems, Poetry, weather

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Sunlight
Golden splendor
Arise and guide us through
day's color spectrum to Sunset's
orange glow.

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