The cosmos are going to seed.Once invisible apples, pears, tomatoesstop blending; gather sweetness.Goldenrod brighten every border.Birds hunt & peck ripe berries.Summer has relinquished its hotgrip to cooling evenings that stroll with big blue sturgeon moon.
Category: poetry
POPO2024 Day 53
I found a labyrinth at the gardensat the end of an unfamiliar path,a quiet space fenced off from thoroughfare. While my sons saton a bench and caught up and3 year-old granddaughter chasedafter her new ball, I walked it undersun-dozing trees. Nothing specialtingled or vibed other than a sense of profound happiness.
dVerse — Poetics — Caged: The Haunting of Marie and Billy (a ballad) warning may be triggering for some
Photo: blogs.lse.ac.uk Caged: The Haunting of Marie and BillyRefrain:When trouble calls and raps your doorAs chaos rise to test you Whatever gets you through the nightYou must do, living blessed you.I.Marie thought Billy was sublime,so strong in his uniform,the first born son of Pastor Joe,first sight on first Sunday morn.Discharged for good, the rumors said,enlistment…
TTPC — Word Garden — fairy dance do
we listen evenings for fluttered wings of full moon glides silver flickers between bare trees leads where they soon turn and twirl in fairy dance do words used: listen soon do I took the picture on a garden tour last year. lanturne form series I am today’s host for TankaTuesday. Today’s challenge is to write…
POPO2024 Day 52
In my 60+ years, I’ve been stung once,30+ years ago, when I barefooted a bee.Since, have walked through humminggoldenrod and carpets of clover,driven rider near a ground nest,mowed under massive paper waspcastles (all unbeknownst beforehand!,)and was simply ignored. Could it bee (sic) they perceive no ill intent? Do they knowme as stewardess of this…
POPO2024 Day 50
Horse fields revert to native flora.Flowers, grasses, shrubs, trees;oak, maple, cottonwood, witch hazel,willow, blackberry, and arrowwood.Fauna sing, chatter, chirp;feeders, watering stations, and tidbits of the compost piledraw them back – and apples.Pileated woodpeckers, possums,humming- and bluebirds,chipmunk, squirrel, and whitetails, who come near to graze at duskafter sweet fallen nuggets.
POPO2024 Day 49
We don’t consciously acknowledge we are walkingthrough sky, but when fogarrives, we know we arewalking through clouds.Weather report says fog today.So far the clouds are notbelow the trees. It’s easyto see the wind jostlingthrough the leaves.
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