dogtrax

A place to gather words before they get lost.

The cold's soon coming on the heels of a jet-stream; uninvited guest

Warm beds bring slow things; a poem, delayed, makes its way, folded into day

for Algot

An old Kenmore stove, all rusted and unplugged, left here for the rewilding deep inside the grove of trees

the discarded metal remains of someone's kitchen, and to think of the trouble it took to cart it here and dump it here

and the memories it contains

for #ds106

A pattern of art, the Chestnut's bark twines itself all around the tree

On a jaunt through woods, pause at the tracks of a bear - the path, disappears

Mirth and merriment - maybe we will remember here in December

Day 25

to carry within us an orchard ... — Li-Young Lee, From Blossom https://poets.org/poem/blossoms-0

Some of us bloom as flowers, buds on a green stem, with roots taken to soil

Succulent fruit, ripe as rhymed words, poems on branches of trees

Others of us wait in cold, huddled up, battened down for season's change

The pit we feel inside our stomach may yet become the seed of nourishment

for Advent of Joy

A Colorful Year (poems)

January

Silver sings such sweet songs, a whisper of moonlight

February

Red might shout but what red’s really about is something akin to passion

March

Yellow unfolds in morning, leaning into the blue of sky, a reminder of why we find joy in small moment

April

Green sleeps unbidden, a hidden seed in the weeds waiting for a moment to dance

May

Pink is punk, the unexpected beautiful voice of a passionate embrace

June

Blue, like strings on a beat-up guitar; strummed chords that find you, wherever you are

July

Orange burns from its center, first, and then extends itself outwards

August

Purple hides and hints at transformation, a small creation of wonder and love

September

Teal and turquoise - color cousins – holding hands as twilight calls

October

Brown, fingers dirty from digging, the Earth is singing something sweet

November

Gray days, but not always gloom; there’s room for all emotion

December

Gold holds us in the magic of each moment; collaboration

Collection of poems for the 2026 CLMOOC Calendar Project https://clmooc.com/clmooc-calendar-project-2026-a-colorful-year/

Day 24

Nourish beginnings, let us nourish beginnings — Muriel Rukeyser, Elegy Of Joy https://poets.org/poem/elegy-joy

A story, unspooled, still has its start somewhere —

Untangle the lines of rhythm and rhyme to find the nub

and pull

for Advent Of Joy

Day 23

An hour ago the storm was here — John Keble, The Rainbow https://discoverpoetry.com/poems/john-keble/the-rainbow/

And now, the debris;

the world pulled apart -

We wipe our eyes free

and get down to work

for Advent Of Joy