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)

Tickseed

July 12, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Unjustly labelled –disposition not a pest –Tickseed’s a delight. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Polkadots!

July 5, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Summer, you are green –perfect backdrop for flowersflaunting polkadots. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Yellow and Pinks

June 28, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Flowers awaken imagination – magicpaints the garden bed. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

A Blaze of Tulips

June 21, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Earth, nurtured by sun,celebrates her glory, growsa blaze of tulips. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Thistle in Bloom

March 11, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Flower of the Day.

Brown Eyes

March 7, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

There’s a fly in my eye…. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Oh, Scarlet!

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

Incessant the breezeswaying target elusive –scarlet begged a shot. For Cee’s flower of the day.https://ceenphotography.com/2019/03/05/fotd-march-6-2019-wildflowers/

Dainty Pinks

March 5, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Winter still hoversand yet, delicate pink bloomscelebrate Springtime. For Cee’s flower of the day.

Hello Colour!

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

For Cee’s Flower of the Day.

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 […]