Snow and Snapdragons

November 21, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Snow on snapdragons – Nature’s attempt to oppress – seasonal showdown. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge.)

Red Leaves

November 20, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Grey does not deter the hardiness of red leaves – autumnal soldiers. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Buying Time

November 20, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Dreams of distant lands,adventures enhancing hope –future insurance. (Written for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: future/hope) In a week’s time we are setting out on another RV adventure.

Yellows for Mum (Flower of the Day)

November 19, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Joy is yellow, bright sunshine, lively frocks, Mom’s loving influence. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

White Roses

November 17, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Mythological – a rose, whose hue, so pure, embodies true love. (For Cee’s FOTD)

Pink Mums

November 16, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Misinformed, green fails to fade to brown, clings to pink, conspires against Fall. (For Cee’s FOTD)

Dahlia

November 12, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Days shorten, threaten – icy shards of rain torture lingering red holds. (Cee’s FOTD)

Buzzing (FOTD)

November 8, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Greedily lapping life’s bounty, buzzing manic – as if death is near. (Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Withering (FOTD)

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

Others die, succumb but spirit holds fast, believes – defies withering. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Flourescent

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

If a leaf can be boldly flourescent – then why should we hide our flair? (For Cee’s FOTD)

Ukraine

Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]

Winter, Please

(Image my own)

Sing Along

Dove’s mournful cryspotlights Nature’s calling –Let us find a harmonic notesing along for conservation,for preservation, for a strongtomorrow – find our voicesand join the chorus. (Image my own)