When I Was Young And Green (Fall Poem)

There was a time, eons ago

when I was tiny, ready to grow.

First, I was a bud, hidden and brown

but ready to wear a bright green gown.

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Not long after one could see

I was growing, breaking free

of my dark coat, ready to stun

and stretching out towards the sun.

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I grew, my veins were clearly shown

wet of rain, even windblown

I was strong, healthy and lean

and my brand new skin was of bright green.

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Summer sun, heat and shower,

no matter what’s the natures power

couldn’t break me or inflict sprain

I held on through smile and pain.

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But suddenly, I didn’t know

my coat had lost it’s greenish glow.

without I ever had been said

it turned from green into a red.

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I felt I got weaker by the day

like getting older no joke, no play.

I already saw my siblings fall

and I’m scared to hear my own last call.

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It’s already hard holding on

through night and day until the dawn.

hosts thick coat has badly thinned

And I’ll be lost – a falling leave in autumn wind.

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, October 2017) 

 

 

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Cuddly Black And Whites – A Riddle

 

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It is day but just as well it’s night

which means it’s dark as well as light.

It doesn’t climb but stays on ground

in all Americas it can be found.

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It is a mammal and a loving one

Mom protects her kids until they’re gone.

Dad doesn’t care, but Mom will be

until baby is ready for family.

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In winter when cold, it goes to sleep

but does not do it very deep.

It wakes up and feeds then goes back

where its sisters sleep in a dozen pack.

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It’s omnivore, means it does eat all

hunting, killing, tear and maul.

It feeds on plants, insects, meat ‘n egg

it shows no mercy, don’t cry and beg.

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They’re alone whenever they don’t breed

they can run with quite surprising speed.

And even though they’re black and white

they aren’t Zebra’s that is right.

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The Great Horned Owl is on the hunt

and catches our mammal pretty blunt.

Wolves, foxes, badgers they stay away

scared of it’s weapon, a bad spray!

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Our little buddy, and there is no wink

can defend himself and badly stink!

Cute and cuddly, a black and white hunk

I’m sure, you guessed: It is the skunk!

 

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, September 2017)

 

 

 

Dancing In The Summer Rain

The air is still and humid, heavy and warm

movement caused by a mosquito swarm.

For days the sun relentlessly has burned

the stone dry ground, no relief, we learned.

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The smell of basil, lavender and thyme

fills the air in summertime.

And still the heat, it is a strain

we all are waiting for the rain.

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In the evening there’s a gush of wind

the humidity has slowly thinned.

The light blue sky is getting gray

like lead the clouds clench up and stray.

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And very slowly the wind blows more

it closes windows and the door.

And then, with joy, and with no grief

the first drop falls down, it’s a relief.

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The raindrops soon dance on the ground

on windows and roofs, we like the sound.

For days and weeks we wanted to hear

the desiderated rain – now it is here.

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The air still warm and I’m invited

to go outside I’m so excited.

It’s like feeling nature on my skin

going outside with a wide grin.

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I catch the drops and feel cooled down

instead of cream, the earth is brown

the grass stands up, and so do plants

when I whirl and spin my summer dance.

*****

(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, July 2017)

 

 

 

 

Tiny, Scary Species – A Riddle

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They’re smart and feel each other’s mood

part of their body, it is nude

They communicate by touch and sound

and strong they hold their family bound.

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They love to explore and love to taste

when they move, it looks like haste.

They stay quite close to their own home

It’s not their habit, far to roam.

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Their homes are clean and organized

areas for food and sleep are well devised.

They are great parents and love their kids

they’re not spoiled, they follow bids.

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They can jump from impressive heights

but small they are – beware their bites.

Their whiskers help to feel some change

in temperature, breeze and other range.

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As small they are, it’s hard to catch

we wouldn’t think they’re one good match

but please, believe me, hold your breath,

they scare an elephant to death!

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No war, no feud no arrogance

peaceful and tiny, they feed from plants.

But sadly they all, including brood

to many hunters, are just food.

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They might scare ladies up to a chair

they might cause screams and fearful stare

when they’re found in your honorable house

I think, you’ve guessed – I mean – the mouse!

*****

(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)

 

 

 

Winter Wonderland – Finally


It was Christmas, three weeks ago,

the grass was green, there was no snow.

The skies were blue, it was too warm

Green Christmas? Here? This needs alarm.

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New Year came -no flakes in sight

The sun had fun, the sky was bright.

But unexpected, it took us off guard

we woke up to a white yard.

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Even though it’s freezing cold

I still will say – and I am bold

Sometimes I like the soft white mass

It can be fun – and it’s got class.

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Snowy bushes and white trees

are surrounding the lake that will go freeze.

In such a time I love a forest walk

watch the squirrel, the deer, the owl and hawk.

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Each snowflake is unique in art

a piece of glass and a piece of heart.

A fleeting existence and still so real

a wonder of nature, that’s how I feel.

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On rare days I see romance be built

by the tiniest crystals, and still, there’s no guilt,

knowing that the picture is soon to be gone

We know it’ll be back, will soon be re-drawn.

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Enjoy the little miracle that’s natures gift

when everything changes, from old to new shift.

Life circles, we know it, and it shows us first hand

This short lived but beautiful Winter Wonderland.

*****

 

(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)


 

A Bristly Little Friend – A Riddle

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He’s cute in his face

He moves slow, with no grace

His language can be sometimes scary

He is careful and always wary.

 

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He’s a mammal, our little friend,

prefers in gardens his time to spend.

He’s immune to a snake’s bad bite

to many of us he’s a normal sight.

 

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He’s useful to gardens eats varmins and worms

if she feeds her babies she’s immune to storms.

Their fur is some special with defensive skills

They might be dangerous and are called quills.

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He’s not a mammal you would like to pat

In fall he eats more, and stuffs himself fat.

In winter he usually sleeps all the way through

until spring when he’s back, a regular view.

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When he is in danger he rolls into a ball

he’s not very big, actually he’s quite small

I guess enough hints, it’s time to lift the fog

Of course I’m talking about the hedgehog.

*****

 

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)