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New Season brings New Life

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New Birth
By Bob Cardoza

Winter has left !! Hooray !!
Springtime wastes no time to arrive….it tests our senses...
As Easter approaches, when all things are green and renewed
Watch as Mother Nature starts to unfold Springtime….
I equate what is bothersome to some people, as the smells of Spring.
Allergies kick up from these wonderful scents…the yellows come first…
Forsythia, then the purples….crocuses and lilac and hyacinth …..then theAzaleas of all colors develop…Time to install the first bee packages to Their hives…coming from mail-order or hand-delivered from Georgia… I give ‘my girls’ pollen patties to encourage plentiful growth.
Rubarb peeks through as it seems to grow
Just after the ground thaws along with the Tulips and Jonquils….
Everything is waking up after a long winter’s sleep.
Full renewal comes the first part of May….Eastertime comes bringing
Young children come to receive 1st Communion …the maple trees start to shed their keys or fiddles to the ground as we move into more smells…the Sweet smell of Lilly of the Valley and Honeysuckle fills the air…Butterflies come alive as the temperatures rise above 50 degrees,
They take to flight… .Perennials are peeping out now…
Spearmint and lawns are in need of their 1st trimming…
Time to manage and evaluate the beehives…to watch for swarming
When the Queen is at peak performance, or if she is lazy and needs to
Be replaced… vital to a good healthy colony….
The Full Moon… alias the Milkmoon, Flowermoon,
Corn-plantingmoon, brings the message to plant after the last Frost….
Warm days bring out the convertible tops on sports cars as people drive about town.
People start a planning board for growing vegetable gardens…
For economic purposes and a good base to grow, we look
Into rototilling the old cabbage patch out back….
Tomatoes, peppers and eggplant grow from flats I have started from seedlings this
Past winter in the warmth of my house…the 5th Sunday after Easter bring:
“Love as I have Loved You”…. Jesus’ message as He gave of himself…
Memorial Day, bringing up the rear of May as an official “Planting day”
The Honeybees start their ‘honeyflow’…a term used by beekeepers when honey development is at peak…
People are due for finalizing their vacation plans and ready themselves for some fun in the sun at the dawn of Summer….
And Springtime Exits…..You gotta love New England !!!

Summertime

Summer falls upon us so suddenly

Daytime songs, sung by locusts as

Evening befalls, by the sounds of

Crickets and Peepers.

Many people just begin to warm up

To Springtime, only to experience

A tropical heatwave.

New Mothers and babies swelter in

Their apartments, as their fan blows on

High speed..., hot, humid air.

Seniors heed the advice of the weatherman,

To stay inside because of unhealthy air quality.

Summer belongs to the youth, as they defy

The heat...it seems to magnify their sprirts;

Especially on Friday afternoons, at five o'clock,

Because they're focused on getting to the beach.

Summertime creates a new room in many homes.

Several people spend more time outside.

Italian families move into the basement kitchens,

To "natural air-conditioning" ,thus escaping

The balmy nights.

As for me, it's a passing season to bask in the sun...

It's inexpensive, providing limits aren't exceeded.

Gardens yield many fruits and are another form of

Economizing...besides being a good pastime...Baseball,

Of course, being America's greatest pastimes.

God works, again, His splendor during this time...

He warms our souls for Us briefly,

Only to change, for change is a part of New

England's agenda !

Bob Cardoza

"Mirror Images"

by Bob Cardoza

I am but an image of my imagination

Who am I to have such an existence?

How many times have I scolded you in

Secrecy...Afraid to let others know??

Inadequacies lurk throughout my being

Reinforcing them to a built up patina.

However, I see another image in myself....

A positive light not of my own aura, but

Other peoples' perceptions of me...

Plus a higher light, Godhead of His own kind

Suddenly, I am born to a new existence

Never to forget my past...never to forget my past...

A new face appears now

Have I seen light through the dark side?

Is this only a phase or have I been redeemed?

Poetry, bazaar wording describes the new me...

I am but a number...Why do I wish to be seen

And not heard? Is this the mirror thing???

Jesus, you are in my existence

You've always been there, only

Smoke-screened...I see all my ages past

I see other people....Dad, Mom, my siblings

Grandparents....friends....acquaintances...

I thought I was in charge of the man in the Mirror !!

Don't fret Bob, this is a good thing...

Now I see Martha !!! What's happened?

Now I close my eyes to the blackened.

Memory...which brings me home to myself....

So now I know the meaning of sleep.

Another day has past...

Actions Speak..."Abrasive Verbage"
by Bob Cardoza

The Media speaks "Protected Words"
with Rosey, Pastey PUT-ONS
to keep out Actions
Listen to yesteryear's reaction....
"The pain of today's youth does not control the world
although rightfully recognized...
Don't teach your children what's wrong with the world
As we see it....
Society is neither Male or Female, Black or White,
Gay or Straight, Republican or Democratic,
Rich or Poor, Anti or Pro...
Rather, AGELESS in Time...
'That Good, Honesty and Truth must be Paramount."