Three from Me

By John Hertz:  It’s not that I have nothing to do (sing rickety-tickety-tin).  But I thought you might like these.  Our Gracious Host once said I had the heart of a poet – yes, I know the Bob Bloch joke.

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The clouds floating by,
Slowly, it seems, remind me
They are big, but far.

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For Bjo Trimble’s birthday

Birthing new ideas,
Juno to many of us;
Old and young she sparks.

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Dance, so much with time,
Rhythm its flowing blood, yet
Independently
Nourished, nourishing, opens
All it touches to depths, heights.

The first two are in unrhymed 5-7-5-syllable lines, somewhat like Japanese haiku.  The third is in unrhymed 5-7-5-7-7-syllable lines, somewhat like Japanese tanka.  The last two are acrostic (read down the first letters of each line).  The third is a birthday present for a woman I know through another hobby.

Bjo’s name is properly spelled with a circumflex over the “j”, an Esperantism indicating pronunciation “bee-joe”, but OGH’s software won’t allow it.

Wishing you the same.