Summer Susans

August 23, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

August eyes are brownwinking in yellow bonnets –flirtatious Susans. For Cee’s Flower of the Day

Mother Willow

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

Twisted arms, Willow’swelcome – cross child’s refuge,Mother Nature’s balm. There is magic in a Willow’s presence – so many hours spent, hidden in her arms as a child. Even today, the sight of a willow pulls on my heart. Just one of Nature’s many blessings. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: trees; and RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge: […]

Allium

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

Purple explosionsdisrupt garden bed – defyexpected order. (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)

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)

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/

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 […]