Last year we were able to see cherry trees blooming at the gardens for the first time post-Covid lockdown. There are two areas where they are grouped. One is a small orchard where they share space with boulders engraved with what they’ve chosen as words of wisdom. The other is a cherry tree promenade, first…
Category: poetry
Petals of Haiku: An Anthology is out!
This is the 4th poetry anthology I’ve been a part of through Gabriela Marie Milton’s publishing house, Literary Revelations. I’m reading it right now and loving the poems in it. Please consider buying a copy. Paperback edition is just under $17 and Kindle edition is $5. Link is here. Read more about it at Gabriela’s…
A2Z 2025 — Day 25 — Yarrow
Yarrow I’ve had yarrow of multiple colors. It seems to sprout up wherever it wants. Right now there is white yarrow growing between the cracks of the driveway. I love not only their colorful blossoms but their feathery foliage. Which of these yarrow are your favorite? One more day to go and A2Z 2025 will…
dVerse — OLN — poeming through the gardens
Imagine you’re in Chinaand that it’s real bamboothe panda bear is smilingand posing just for you. The hyacinth are bloomingclumped in their special potsgone before the bees wakefragrance calls just us. Naked Miss Wisteriais missing her new dressancient crone stands with helpof iron-caned trellis. Peter’s fond of cabbagealas he breaks his teethSilly…
dVerse Q 222 — What’s the Matter Here?
What’s the Matter Here?a child cowerson steps of brownstoneperson standsknuckles purplingofficer arriveshand at her waist“an altercation?”“no, officer. a differenceof opinion.”“between who?”“myself anda gentlemanwho ran.”“about what?”“he thought he had a right,and I didn’t.” top image link Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Punam says:write a 44-word poem using some form of the word alter.
A2Z 2025 — Day 14 — Nests
Robin Nest There used to be a robin’s nest under the top board of an old section of fencing until the board fell. I haven’t seen robin nests in the yard since then. Wren NestOut back there is a mass of wild rose bramble. One year birds (wrens) made a nest in it. …
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Traveling Exhibit
“rough edges,” by Elise Siegel Traveling ExhibitMy maker’s shoppe birth of pink clay glued with sandgathered from hill and lake,slathered on stainless framesun-baked in bright, green June.I squalled under solstice moon,pumiced smooth, near-human,buttoned into pink gingham,swaddled in plush receiving blanket, sent to dwell withneurodivergent bunglersWho, conveniently, were tooinner-turned to pay me much mind.In neglect, this claymation…
