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gold-orange slithers
golden orange slithers
between pine needles
creating a bold lace
sunrise finds glorious
myriad ways
to awaken us
to possibilities
to try again
tiny plea
tiny white butterfly flittered
near like an asterisk calling
attention to itself. ‘Here I am,”
it seemed to whisper, ‘perishing
in this early summer sun. I don’t
have dark blues or blacks
or large, wide-spread wings
that would help me cool myself.
Your global warming is killing me
and so many others. Please, please
tell your others to change
how you use our earth and air.’
snow dusting of blue
snow dusting of blue distant hills
turns them mysterious blue-heron gray
yesterday’s thick inches and pallid
fog created of my lawn and evergreens
my personal, enclosed, white world
this morning’s dusting brings
the distant blue close ‘round me
white world today
white world today
with icing of snow
and marshmallow fog
only foraging birds have color
laugh of the morning
poem about an unusual sunrise
outlandish smudge of dawn
like blackened orange
smeared at the distant horizon
more threatening than promising
the imminence of a new day
mjNordgren 9/26/2022 N
layers of desert color
hillside layered colors
hillside layered colors: beige, brown, gray
red-orange streaked with salt or gypsum white
sparkling with mica
now tinted green with spring’s intrepid coming of life
each layer years centuries, millennia, eons deep
most horizontal, some tilted from vertical as though whole
mountains were heaved upward awkwardly
another spring season in the succession of time
so vast it is beyond my comprehension
mjNordgren 2/22/2022 Scottsdale, Arizona