Friday, November 7, 2014

I, Poetry

I, Poetry

I want to write a poem
they’re all jangled up
inside me they write
but I can’t get them out

Maybe I expect too little
of me or too much of poetry
but I can’t get them out
they’re way inside me


Sunday, April 12, 2009

Baby Moorhens

It has been an abundant spring for new baby Moorhens, we are assured of a plentiful population
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Purple Gallinule

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Easter gift at Green Cay

Black-Necked Stilts, my first sighting on Easter Sunday was a thrill
along with Purple Gallinule
baby Moorhens, baby Alligators...to name a few
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Friday, April 10, 2009

Sometimes

Sometimes memory gets away
from us

sometimes its okay
we manage

sometimes its not
we are

sometimes it sucks



Diane Belleville
0410/09

It's Billiant

The poem she wrote
the poem she read
the poem I heard
the one that connects

the poem she read
what was it I heard
the one that connects
or something absurd

the poem she read
she meant as a joke
the one that connects
with a wink, nod, poke

she meant as a joke
the poem I heard
with a wink, nod, poke
the poem she wrote


Diane Belleville
04/10/09

Just Water

Just Water

Just water nourishes me
spiritual, physical
hydrates and balances me
bodies, world, of water

spiritual, physical
water in numerous forms
bodies, world of water
streams, rivers, waterfalls, oceans

spiritual, physical
water cleanses inside out
bodies, world, of water
rain, ice, snow, hail, deluge

water cleanses inside out
hydrates and balances me
rain, ice, snow hail, deluge
just water nourishes me