Two poems written at Rincon Market plus one

These are in the format of a "tricube": 3 syllables, 3 lines, 3 stanzas.  Thanks to Writer's Digest 9/2016.

Two Poems written 4.28.17 (while the Sawmill Fire burns SE of Tucson)
1.
The cookie
crumbles is
the saying.

It means life
falls into
parts, not whole.

So live it
in moments
not decades.

2.
The wind blows
ashes from
the valley

Where flames fly
grasses burn
horses run.

It is Spring:
white poppies
bend, break, burn.


Poem written 8.21.16 (late summer in Tucson)

The grey stone
rolled over
the mountain.

Silver clouds
trailing the
gentle winds

A monarch
flutters as
rain ripples.

Something Silly: Two Summer Poems

Finding Dory

[Response to Poets & Writers Prompt, 7/7/16—write a poem about a blockbuster summer movie]

Dory repeats,

Circles,

Splashes,

Jumps in and out of sea water and fresh water--

A blue and yellow bird with fins.

Along her journey—

Her friends never desert her or

Want her to change her ways.

Dory never gives up.

She repeats,

Circles,

Splashes….

Popcorn Snow

[Response to a prompt: the snow is falling but those are not snowflakes]

It’s a topsy-turvy land.

Trees grow with

Russet roots spreading upward into a

Gingham sky.

Children touch velvet clouds,

Sleep in hammocks perched on pillows of purple grass.

Winter brings rain of glistening pearl drops

And

In summer,

Hills are covered with popcorn snow.