White Ghost

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White Ghost

Cold air shrieks in the branches.

A hole in the clouds reveals

the moon, a white ghost

in the dark sky who stays

silent as a stone – no boo

spills from this specter.

We shudder with each frigid blast

as leaves loosen in wild wind

and lawn fills with colorful array.

Lainie Senechal

Seeking Shelter

Still Life with Asian Pears

Still Life with Asian Pears

Seeking Shelter

Stillness of an autumn dawn

disturbed by tap, tap, tap –

a woodpecker on a snag

that displays a few yellow leaves –

and the voices of birds

who have abandoned nests,

whose eggs have hatched.

A time of renewed searching

to stitch together shelter and sustenance

before arrival of wild, winter winds.

Lainie Senechal

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AutumnSwamp Maples of Back River

Early October

Autumn makes its slow entrance,

vibration of brilliant red

finally settles on swamp maples

that line shore of Back River,

while oaks retain their drab green.

A solitary gull flies low

over sun-sparkled lake

as October’s golden light

illuminates purple clouds.

Soon bulbs will be buried,

before the first freeze,

our hope for an early spring.

Lainie Senechal

Autumn’s Beginning

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Autumn’s Beginning

A ball is drawn down the path

towards another season,

stream of time trickles forward -

a pull to autumn’s beginning.

The track is not smooth

but seems to double back

as summer still lingers.

Leaves begin to fall,

while the August fly continues

to hum its raspy tune.*

Lainie Senechal

* August fly is another name for a cicada.

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Summer Moves On (an ovillejo)

Black-eyed Susan puts on a show,

summers go –

cicadas sing season’s song,

time moves on.

Corn grows sturdy and so tall,

soon comes fall.

Languid days that to us call,

August hours that give great joy,

but these moments are quite coy –

summers go, time moves on, soon comes fall.

Lainie Senechal

The ovillejo, which means ” tight little ball of twine”, is an old Spanish poetry form.  I learned the form from Rhina Espaillat.

 

Summer’s Bounty

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Summer’s Bounty

Bees float over lawn,

search for a spot

with small white clover.

Goldfinch’s yellow feathers

flash in large catmint

where it sits like a queen

on top of stalk to feast

on plant’s tiny seeds.

In the heart of summer

each creature secures

sustenance from the bounty

this season brings.

Lainie Senechal

Summer Storm

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Summer Storm

Roll of thunder comes closer.

Wind shrieks in branches,

batters hydrangea blossoms.

Deluge blurs distant shore

and beats heavily on roof.

Rabbits shelter under tree roots,

birds nestle in sturdy nests

and wait, like us, for

the tempest to cease.

Lainie Senechal

Tanabata: The Star Festival & Announcement

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As the yearly journey
of separation and sadness

slowly comes to an end,

the pair is overwhelmed by

a vortex of changing emotions –

wishes to secretly slip away

and hitch a quick ride

to the star-studded heavens.

The cycle, however, is fixed,

patience required to wait

for the appointed evening.

One night of ecstasy

that erases the sorrow

of departure and

annual segregation.

Lainie Senechal

Tanabata:  According to legend, each July 7th the weaver star (Vega) and cowherder star (Altair) traverse the Milky Way to renew their ancient bond of love.

Announcement:  Lainie will have artwork and poetry in this festival:

STAR FESTIVAL: Space & Time
Group exhibition of artworks and poetry and music inspired by the Japanese “Tanabata” legendRECEPTION: Saturday, July 7th from 7 pm to 9 pm
Poetry Reading and music performances from 8 pmFree and Open to the Public.  Donations gratefully accepted.Poetry Books will be on sale for $5 each.

Summer Returns

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Summer Returns

As summer returns

restless weather settles

into warmer hours.

Now birds raise broods

in hidden nests.

The nights – mild and calm.

A brilliant sun favors

the long, hot hours.

This is the desired season,

despite expected cycle,

a place we wish to stay.

Lainie Senechal

 

A World of Spring

 

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A World of Spring

Lilacs’ perfume permeates

breezes that sail

through windows open

to a world of spring.

No storms disturb

season’s delights,

only small waves

lap a rocky shore

under a sunset

that flows like lava

onto the still lake.

Lainie Senechal