Roots #earthday #poetry

Despondent Dressed in tones of sunshine my yellow bonnet waves amidst contrast of green fields we chorus spring today an errant finger plucks I cry in silent agony breaking Printemps connection separated from celebration Disappointed with my fragrance I am flung upon a pile of debris rubbish clogs my senses I used to breathe beautyContinue reading “Roots #earthday #poetry”

Winter’s Gift #nature #poetry #death

They came too late to say “goodbye” for long had she been dead the one who had bounded free and always the herd  led where goes the life that under tree doth fall a breath too soon has left tho young or old it matters not their heart we are bereft Winter steals many thingsContinue reading “Winter’s Gift #nature #poetry #death”

Sleet #poetry #rain #winter

  Looking up to curse nature’s tears you freeze as you plummet toward my plot of dirt the contingent of birds and woodland life shivers no one wants to venture out bombarded by winter’s calling card with one added degree of warmth you thaw no longer a harsh sleet your cascade is gentle as you brushContinue reading “Sleet #poetry #rain #winter”

Edge of Cold #haiku #photography #poem #storms

  At Carpe Diem we were just introduced to Otagaki Rengetsu (1791-1895) A female poet who knew well the pains and suffering of the sojourner. Upon frost-withered arrowroot pelting vying hailstones— the cold within the sound. ~ Otagaki Rengetsu holding its breath nature waits on the edge of today cold taskmaster ©L. Moon An excellentContinue reading “Edge of Cold #haiku #photography #poem #storms”

Chinese Bellflower #haiku #poem

  You hide a star delicate your blue bell rings chinese lantern The prompt for Carpe Diem is Chinese Bell Flower or Paper Flower. I was unfamiliar but entranced with this beauty. Photograph Attribution: By Becks [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons  

No End to the Moon Dance #haiku #moon

  kono tsuki o imachi nemachi to yubi o ori should this moon be waited for by sitting or lying down …? I calculate with my fingers – Sujyu Takano (1) by moonlit waters memories caress the shore blue moon dance * casting a pebble blue waters ripple outward smile reflection   Prompt at Chevrefeuille’sContinue reading “No End to the Moon Dance #haiku #moon”

Pine Trees #haiku #nature #poetry

mountain filled scent  limbs reach toward the sky welcome home **** I don’t know what you think of when you see or smell a pine tree but I think about home. As a child, I lived in and among the pine trees. I climbed the 20 foot trees around our home and realized they aren’t a greatContinue reading “Pine Trees #haiku #nature #poetry”

Nature’s Song #poetry #haiku #amwriting #photography

  beautiful notes larks join in sky’s symphony rain plays tympani hibari naku naka no hyoshi ya kiji no koe through the skylark’s singing comes the beat of pheasants’ cries ~ Basho   Today’s prompt for Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem Month long celebration is “Skylark’s Singing” in honor of Basho.

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