Autumn Berries

November 15, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Where leaves have vanishedberries remain, nourishmentfor feathered migrants. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Maple Leaf

November 8, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Tracing the lines of your perfection,I remember, childhood discoveries –wax paper and hot iron,the smell of fresh raked pranks,and what it means to be Canadian. I no longer make leaf art,nor partake of Autumn cleanup,but I have not forgottenthe power of your symbolismand how far we have yet to go. (For Cee’s Flower of the […]

Harmony

October 4, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Instinct drives the bee readying for Winter’s blast –rosy contentment. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day. Image from personal collection.)

Yellow Parasols

September 13, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Late summer huddle anticipating Fall rain –yellow parasols. For Cee’s Flower of the Day.

Spilled White

September 6, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Purple petuniasundiminished by splatter –cloud painting mishap. (For Cee’s Flower of the day.)

Peony

August 16, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Unabashedlyshe blooms, exerts her colour –prideful peony. (For Cee’s Flower of the day.)

Allium

August 9, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Purple explosionsdisrupt garden bed – defyexpected order. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Buttercup

August 2, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Dreamy buttercup,soothsayer of my youth, promiseda love eternal –oh, I hoped, willed it be so –naught but folly, now I see. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Oh, Petunia

July 26, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Sweet petunia, loveexploded at first sight – sigh,never meant to last. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Iris

July 19, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

With heavenly reach,royal tones unfold, open –floral poetry. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Self-Actualization

The magic is notin crossing pathswith celebrity Gaining entryinto inner circlesdeconstructing myths Magic is the momentwhen flattery does not swaywhen recognition surpasses the gloss of stargazingembraces inner substanceevolves into self-acceptance. (Art my own)

Ghostly

(This is not a new post, but I feel it is fitting for the time of the year. It still speaks to me as the author.)

Three Gifts

The decision has been made – it is time for us to move on to the next stage of life. The house will be sold and we shall look for a smaller, rental apartment. It hasn’t been easy coming to this conclusion, and it won’t be easy making the transition, but excitement is part of […]