Sidi Mahtrow Poems

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211.
Ode To A Buzzard (Or Why I'D Love To Be A Buzzard)

Watch a buzzard soar
Moving without effort.
Just a flick of the wing and a turn to the left or right
Takes nothing to remain in flight.
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212.
The First Snow

Slowly, softly the crystals form
Each on a small nucleus, a particle
Built onto until the naked eye
Sees the multifaceted form
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213.
Children Are Our Future

As I waited
Through the afternoon
In the Intensive Care section
Of the hospital,
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214.
Mac Cavity's Ten Lives

The Ten Lives of Mac Cavity

Some cats have nine lives, more or less!
So more than others, some are bless'd
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215.
Hillary C.* And Nancy P.


'Do it my way, ' says Hillary C.
'Not so fast, ' replies Nancy P.
'My way or else, ' said Mrs. C.
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216.
Susan: Not All Plums Are What They Seem To Be.

On reading the poem by Suzan Jarvis and her reflection on William C. Williams' poem

Them plumbs about
which you write
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217.
Thoughts On Teeth

Ever starred at someone's open mouth
And noticed the teeth that are peeking out,
Sometimes they are there to see
Even when the owner doesn't want them to be.
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218.
The Old Rope Swing

Drifting down the river
Going where the current takes you
Away from the snags and rocks
Over the deep cool pools
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219.
He Was Here

He was just here.
It seems like an eternity ago
When he brought a presence
To awaken and quicken the pulse.
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220.
Why Do Baseball Players Spit?

Is it for a dry mouth?
If tha's the cause
Then there's more to the truth
That they fear the knife that falls.
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