the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.

gratitude?

by joshuagrace

Thanks for what we want,

but no no thanks for what we need-

Who can really tell?

at us

by joshuagrace

Sometimes Nature laughs
With us, sometimes it’s because
We are so silly

stuck inside when it’s actually nice out

by joshuagrace

Mostly taking sun

In some huge, heaping gulps

In between cave-time.

spring 08 was short-lived

by joshuagrace

Wind flinging water

Sideways and arm-like branches

Wave goodbye to Spring.

Pennsylvania in Autumn

by joshuagrace

Mighty Maples undress,
Blanketing the earth until
The dawn of Spring’s Breath.

mothered in the thicket

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fallen trees,
She makes them useful
guarding paths

listening

by joshuagrace

ABIDING MUSIC
PROMISES MANY GREAT YEARS
IF WE’VE HEARING EARS.

4/11/07-ASTON

by joshuagrace

IT’S THE LAZY SQUIRRLS
THAT FEED ON THE FOOD OF BIRDS
WHILE OTHERS GATHER

5 kids, 2 dads walking to the park

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Leaves falling from the

Hands of laughing children,

Faces also green.

high pollen count last week

by joshuagrace

I could see so much

Pollen floating in the air,

I payed attention.

As if the breeze had

wanted to be known, showing

gently Her power.

sometimes i actually miss the boondocks

by joshuagrace

The big starry skies

Live on in memories and

Far away places.

walking to work in early Spring

by joshuagrace

Pink petals of snow

moved out from trees to find

their new sidewalk home.

the sandlot baseball field is hotter than i thought

by joshuagrace

Through refracted beams,

Across the diamond I saw

The fence vibrating.

the first catch of spring

by joshuagrace

soft and green, footfalls

sweeter than i remember

kicking up the dust

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