Mom will not see another solstice in this life. Day is night and night is day as night approaches. They say the morphine is to help with breathing and for the pain; but mom was breathing ok before and she had no pain other than that of the children she bore and the grandchildren she…
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Synchronizing with nature
Female Bluebird on Fence, by Cheryl Thompson Do you know how way leads on to way? The dream class I’ve been participating in has led to an invitation to take part in a group that gathers once a month on/near the full moon and follows the wisdom found in Jamie Sams’ book, “The 13 Original…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — cherry blossoms
Last year’s cherry blossoms were ghosts and pixelated. The grove at the gardens were off limits due to the pandemic. Instead I toured them in Washington, D.C. and Toronto, Canada via youtube. It was pleasant to do so, and better than nothing, but not quite the same. This year the gardens is opened and advance…
dVerse — Quadrille 148 — The Struck Match
She wasn’t sure whether it was the exhibition or watching the application of brush strokes of each work that obsessed her so. Was it knowing the painter’s paper trail body? Or the way his body moved… Origamic muse prismatic omnipotence imbued by each eye. top image link I decided to write a second quadrille…
Doodads — walk out back 030522
Yesterday older son visited for some hours. He’s been on vaca all week and so it was good he chose to spend some of it with his old hen mum. We took a drive to the Amish Bulk Food store so I could show him the place I’m always talking about. Then we had lunch…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Cold Mountain
This weekend I met up with my family at Meijer Gardens and Sculpture Park in Grand Rapids to walk the indoor gardens. After my younger son, his wife, and their baby daughter left, older son and I took a stroll through the Japanese Gardens outside. As we walked through and around the pond we were…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Winter with February 5, 2022 video update
Every year on inland lakes and ponds in Michigan, hardy souls walk out onto the ice, auger holes into it, and drop fishing lines, hoping to catch enough pan fish to feed their families dinner. Just as many go out onto the ice for fresh air and the comraderie of kindred spirits. In years gone…
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