April, National Poetry Month and National Poetry Writing Month, is over. Poetry happens every day, so why not here, sometimes?
Reddish head and breast
Announce feeding time, order
The usual, please
House Finch at the feeder
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Tag Archives: Poetry
Little Pink House
Little pink house sitting on the corner
Paint fading over the years
Your garden’s thistles feed generations
Of bees, butterflies and finches
Lace windows smooth life’s sharp edges
Diffuse the brutal midday sunlight
Your threshold offers shelter
Wrapped in memories of children’s laughter
Little Pink House, beckoning
Butterfly feeding on a thistle
Lesser Goldfinch feeding on a thistle
Honey bee feeding on a thistle
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 30
The Scout
An early Mermaid rose bloom
The Mermaid’s first bloom
Opens to find spring waiting
Sends message: Follow
Soon a full bush of Mermaid roses
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 29
Moon Shadows
Stars uncloak from the heavy mist
Grass and leaves with dew are kissed
Swallows chirp awaiting dawn’s light
I wake early thinking I might
Walk in the moon shadows
Only to find Nature knows
To end and start each day
It is I who search to find my way
Heavy morning mist
NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 28
Picnic on the Pedernales
Picnic on the Pedernales by my friend Darrell Williams. Posted with his permission.
Some poems provoke:
“Picnic on the Pedernales last eve;
Sunset infused with colors;
(Did it go around the earth’s bottom;
To be captured by camera this morning?}
Good night’s sleep, cat nearby;
Sudden burst aloud in laughter encountering a poem;
Now soft warm memories of a sunset evening in the canoe;
With Patricia.
Looks to be a nice day, today.”
A sunset full of memories
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