Friday Favorite Feature 16 — holiday exhibits at Meijer Garden

If you count today, there are 17 days until Christmas.  But Christmas is not the only holiday that is celebrated at this time of year.  Nov 28 was the day we met up at Meijer Gardens.  Last week’s Friday Favorite Feature was the garden train.  The halls were lined with Christmas trees and decorated with…

#FF — Right Between the Eyes

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Lin has just enough time for last call when she and a gust of Arctic wind blow in to Mancini’s. “Just enough time for last call!,” the bartender yells. “Whiskey sour!,” Lin yells back as she walks to the jukebox to play, “Misty.” Peripheral vision notices them, there in the…

24SSPC 11 Heavy Snow (1st Week, Dec 7-20) Taisetsu — Dark Season’s Lessons and OLN

Buddha, Teaching Fourfold Path walking winter grove finds boot tread-shattered snow bones mud’s deep-cloven tracks posted signs by armed unread honor between neighbors stretched iced breeze reddens cheeks, fills heart cold crows overhead scold earthly expectation squirrels rustle through dried oak leaves pond willow’s storm-fallen limbs red pine lean east from long winds chickadees hop…

dVerse — Poetics — Instrumental — Verdi Nabucco Overture

Michigan Summer Dawn again ascends behind treelineSun goddess’ eyelid affirms anotherMystery, what shimmer will be seen? Chipmunks skitter-scout fresh litter,Bluebirds kebob bugs for nestlings;all aware of silent red-tail, watching. Conscientious woodpecker’s sonarallegiance a pesky morning alarm.Pulling blinds, a new day’s play opens. Turkeys wander along old fence line,Doves nod-peck driveway, content,Cardinals wait among pear blossomsfor…

dVerse — Prosery — Burning Questions

I was where I am When the snow began —from “The Dead of Winter” by Samuel Menashe December is when planning is needed to find daylight for important conversations. There is no grave to visit. The tall chimney never sleeps. I was where I am when the snow began, standing outside of the crematorium. No…

Message from The Oracle — Possibilities to Spring

See every day as little life surprise, soul sun out, and peace alive. Dare laughter, be wonder; dream, child. Hope where no bloom is as a world feels between. Believe vibration’s possibilities to spring. pic taken in November at sunset at The Highlands, which is a part of Blandford Nature Center This poem made possible…