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Christmastime in New York


Lumberjacks trolling Oneonta 
chose a mighty Norwegian spruce,
serrated, metal teeth sheared
trunk from its aged earthy roots.

Despite the horrendous buzz
and thrum of tottering vibration, 
a timid, tiny owl stayed hidden
inside needled ramification.

Scared, secluded bird, a saw-whet,
swaying like a silver feathered bell
through Timber thundered crash
and transport in conifer that fell.

She and tree traveled together 
to Rockefeller Center; one got
decorated, other, discovered;
both were soon photographed a lot. 

Media posted “Rocky” staring,
pupils ringed by narrow iris gold. 
Cute little owl in turtle-neck wrap,
inspired ornament now being sold.  

Dehydrated, hungry and afraid, 
arrived unfit and unable to try.
In rehab, owl recuperated,
set loose, she decided to fly.

At dusk, caregivers let bird go, 
saw her take off from Saugerties,
200 miles from owl’s old home,
and Manhattan’s famous tree.

Will the owl head to Oneonta, 
I wonder if mate or mother care;
is it possible they miss and seek
her in a tree no longer there?

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Natural Decoration


October lemons green as limes
merry yellow by Christmas time.
Tree unfazed by sizzles or storms,
by wintertime it stands adorned.

When garden ornaments turn ripe,
juicy bulbs hang heavy and bright.
Leaves fasten stems like angel wings,
fragrant spheroids dangle and swing.

Christmas Doings #247


I filled my spirit, because it felt thin,

with a big buffet of Christmas films.

Most were corny, sentimental features

filled with new love, kids, and furry creatures.

 

Pleasant to view TV celebrations,

but we had not put up decorations.

Seemed quite an effort to install a tree,

with family away, there’s just him and me.

 

Days jingled closer to the twenty-fifth,

still was indifferent to jolly old myths.

But, Jim brought in boxes from the garage,

soon the tree stood where it would lodge.

 

If that’s what he wants, I thought with a sigh,

I’d follow and give the season a try.

Out came ornaments from many a year,

some made me smile, others conjured up tears.

 

The tree filled with an unthemed selection,

positively glowed Christmas reflections.

More than one way to celebrate the hype,

dinner for friends, and with family we’ll Skype.

Holiday Lemons


img_0975October lemons, green as limes
merry yellow by Christmas time.
Sizzles, drizzles, weatherproof,                                                                                                           brighten branches in sunny groups.

Reminds me of the Peanut’s tree
a kind of homely plant we see,
that beautified with decoration
becomes a source of admiration.

When nature’s ornaments turn ripe
juicy bulbs hang heavy and bright.
Leaves fasten stems like angel wings,
fragrant lemons dangle and swing.

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