Peachy (Flower of the Day)

October 14, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

How sweet are these late blooming roses? (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Snapdragons (Flower of the Day)

October 13, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I hear my father’s voice scolding, remember the childlike fascination of flowery mouths – snapdragons – a constant presence in our familial gardens. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Wildflowers (Flower of the Day)

October 11, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weeds, perhaps, but wildflowers to me – and I wasn’t the only visitor to this patch – white wings also found the pop of purple alluring. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Marigolds! (Flower of the Day)

October 10, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

How fitting that autumn’s flowers should be so bright! (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Lovers’ Blooms (Flower of the Day)

October 7, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Love solidified still begs softness – delicate petals , blushing hues. (Pink and white blooms for Cee’s flower of the day. Love haiku a bonus.)

Flower of the Day: Lilac with bug

October 6, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The softness of lilac seems out of place amongst the rusts and yellows of autumn, and yet this patch of flowers decided to make a statement. While my camera lens appreciates the beauty of flowers, I am ignorant of their names. If you can educate me, I would be grateful. (For Cee’s Flower of the […]

Cee’s Flower of the Day: Sunflower

October 5, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Cee has invited me to join in even though I don’t know the name of many flowers. I do love to photograph them though, and this sunflower really spoke to me on my walk a couple of days ago. Sadly, as I passed it by this evening, the petals are all gone and the stalk […]

Where Are The Dogs?

Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]

Turning (tanka)

Mother

When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]