I have a tree-hugging naturalist friend who sends out an email every month around the time of the full moon. His email is called Full Moon Alert or FMA.
One of the methods of writing I enjoy is erasure poetry or found poetry. I often find a poem in Jim’s FMA.
Full Ides (of March) Moon
Full moon rises Sunday at sunset.
Spring officially starts Friday,
swamp red maples coming into bloom,
thangs were moving y’all.
with the smudge of cranes.
I love you little.
I love you big.
My ladies are working hard already.
European honey bees are an all-girl operation,
and these are happy dancing
their butter butts, like the warblers
catching Crane flies.
A pair of raptors dive spectacularly,
two lovers celebrating newfound love
in this the season of love.
Happy spring y’all!
Get out and enjoy the fine spring weather.
Get out and stand there with your mouth open
watching that moonrise and sunset with loved ones.
What a gift! And bring some little ones along.
–Margaret Simon, found from Possum Foret’s FMA March 15, 2014