Day 26 — OctWriPoMo — Medusa and the Whistle

The photo collage was made in 2013. Medusa and the Whistle   If this head could talk, what would it say? Game on? Try me? Don’t get in my way? ~ ~ ~ If snakes break free, What would they do? Would they bite? Hiss? Would they chew? ~ ~ ~ ~ Gold board set,…

Day 25 — OctWriPoMo — Ode to Loving Asparagus

image link There comes a season In Michigan, When asparagus Slowly rises from the soil It takes the right temperature And the right moisture To make asparagus happen.   It is sold at the local farmer’s market At exhorbitant prices, now That the farmer’s market is A fashionable place to be seen.   A farmer,…

Day — OctWriPoMo — Shared Love

All of my hosta doubled this year My Rose of Sharon hit 6 feet this summer The peonies were so fragrant The marigolds took over the patch by the garage I started some red pine from seeds! Those iris rhizomes you gave me all bloomed! The tomato seeds from the heirlooms all sprouted The lilacs…

Day 23 — OctWriPoMo — Fall

image linkimage link Nonet, poetry form with 9 lines and syllables equal to the line number. Fall serves as season and as actor Cloud blankets squeezed of daily drops Apples dripped off their branches Wet wings drop altitude Temperatures ebb Daylight dwindles Seeds plummet Moods dip Moon

Day 22 — OctWriPoMo — Character Study

image link Please note:  this is a fictional character.  Any resemblance between actual  persons or situations is purely coincidental. Spectacular smile Greets new employees She’s your immediate best friend –Genuinely welcoming? –Adding to her horde?   Dressed to the nines Every day, nary a hair astray A study in superlatives, The latest fashions The shortest…

Day 21 — OctWriPoMo — Nothing Remains the Same

image taken at Gilmore Car Museum at Hickory Corners After so many paralyzing ruminations, yet Before being able to talk myself out of action Came the revelation that I can Do whatever I choose as a path on this Earth.  That well-worn, logical options aren’t always the best. Fear, the consummate servant of the psyche…