Monday, April 21, 2014

April 21st-27th, 2014

April 21st, 2014
Minimal Monday
Nearly time to fly


April 22nd, 2014
Where did the storm go
I ask the half moon
peering down at me
Last night winds howled 
we went to bed
beneath threatening dark skies
Storm warnings announced
heavy weather headed our way
thunderstorms hail snow winds
But here I stand  in the peaceful dark
gazing up into deep midnight velvet
embroidered with sparkling constellations
In the distance a few silvered mounds
clouds illuminated by the moon
all that's left of last night's turmoil
Where did the storm go
I ask the half moon
peering down at me

April 23rd, 2014
Who says beauty 
can't be found
in women of a certain age
Does not this tulip 
glow and shine
though nearing her end

Slipping gracefully into old age
yet still elegant and fine
not as perfect as she once was
Yet her colors richly matured
like a perfectly aged wine
her days written upon her petals
A bit worn but full of charm
a lesson to be learned
savor each day you have
Not only the exterior shell
which will fade in time
 glow and shine from within

Monday, April 14, 2014

April 14th-20th, 2014

April 14th, 2014
Minimum Monday
Yesterday's roller coaster of emotions
replaced today by bliss~they're home
The moon nearly full, coyotes will be howling
and so are we~in frustration and disbelief
that our dear girls are out there~in the dark
running~lost~hunting~lured by coyote song?
All we can do is send up prayers and pleas
to the Universe~let them come home safe!!!

April 15th, 2014
Standing in the cool night air
eyes on the sky
how sudden the full moon
got swallowed
no longer round and golden
a slim crescent now
Shivering in the breeze
head tilted
mesmerized I wait
veils of clouds
drift across her face
she's blushing
Her face full again
blood red
she gazes down
smiling faintly
surrounded by stars
such splendor

April 16th, 2014
Sipping my morning tea
scrolling down the page
the world comes to me
with sad news and bad news
often weighing me down
Yet sprinkled in between
hope, joy, beauty also rests
reminding us all that our world
still holds so much good
people who care and note
Seeing things wrong and unfair
who take the extra step
signing to right what's wrong
messages of hope and support
images of beauty to lift the heart
So each morning's offerings
seeming a dark cloud at times
also have a brilliant rainbow lining
to illuminate the darkest day
Keep on shining and caring 
Together we do make a difference
may the shift of consciousness
begin with all of us~holding hands
around the world~connected
speaking up~spreading the light

April 17th, 2014
Lush beauty lifts her skirts
exposing slender stamens
hoping to entice the bees
They will find sweet treasure
 diving deep into her scented heart
emerging heavily dusted in pollen


April 18th, 2014
Night time rain
droplets tremble on leaves
pale morning moon

April 19th, 2014
Six Word Saturday
Slowly unfurling
revealing a
pure heart

Two Times Six
 Blood Moon afterglow
far side of the moon
hiding in my camera

April 20th, 2014
Easter morning
fragrantly reflecting
the rising sun

Monday, April 7, 2014

April 7th-13th, 2014

April 7th, 2014
Departure draws ever nearer~time is flying
heart soars~so many treats in store
visiting dear faces and places~my homeland
On the flip side~we leave behind parts of our heart
sad eyes follow the bringing in of suitcases
change is in the air~do they know~can they tell
Do they realize their new lives will be in disarray
so happy now~they've settled in~savoring each day
telling them and myself~we'll be back~we'll return
Sensing my unease~stress rears it's ugly head~sneering
I stomp upon it's head~away vile beast~I want you not
all will be well~BREATHE~all will be well~BREATHE

April 8th, 2014
Walking at dusk~heavenly fragrance curls around me
envelops like a delightful scented shawl~fragrant memories
Earlier ~against a brilliant blue sky~creamy buds unfolded
reaching through tree branches~heads held high~snowy white
But how mysterious your are now~glowing in the failing light
suspended above me~fragrant floral stars shining~night magic


April 9th, 2014
Cowboy Poetry
This week is Round-Up time in the North State
which entails horse trailers and lots of cowboys
cutting horses~large corrals and clouds of dust
As we came over the rise and saw the herds below
for just a split second I nearly captured the scene
so romantic it seemed~the Wild West still alive
But suddenly my hand stilled~unable to click the shutter
because close up all I could see were terrified cows
with their bellowing young calves~milling-confused
Tall cowboys on prancing horses keep them gathered
wearing chaps~circling the hands on the ground
holding down the protesting struggling calves
After weeks of peaceful grazing and playing
suddenly a dreadful kind of hell broke loose
brutal castration~branding~tagging~no mercy here
Once allowed up~they stagger off~howling in pain
disoriented~searching for their mothers
no doubt nursing for comfort once reunited
So where is the romance in all that~will they sit tonight
around the campfire~blood splattered~singing cowboy songs
composing cowboy poetry~laughing ~drinking~slapping shoulders
All the while in the dark~anxious mother lick their young
trying to ease their pain~reeling from today's assault
shaken they wander back out into the range~trying to forget


April, 10th, 2014
Spring Eve and Morn
Silvery evening sky glows
trees ~now black ink silhouettes
Robin sings himself to sleep
Tree Frog croaks harmony
Peace settles ~soothing and gentle 
Day's End, deep in the country
Early~first light~pale watercolor sunrise
to the East~drifting through the garden
dogs at my feet~quietly exploring
unfolding the damp cushions I settle
sitting quietly~watching the sun rise
Robin greets the morning cheerfully

April 11th, 2014
A kaleidoscope of Painted Ladies
drifts in silently on the warm breeze
drawn by the honeyed scent of white lilacs
flapping lazily from blossom to blossom
settling briefly~dainty tongues unfurling
siphoning sweet nectar~then flitting on
visiting each small floret~or so it seems
what joy it must be~finding this luscious bounty
 an oasis on their journey to who knows where

April 12th, 2014
Six Word Saturday
Delicate wildflowers
joyfully embrace
morning sun


April 13th, 2014
Walking in the night garden~beneath a nearly full moon
white roses glow~Blanc Double de Coubert
shining bright~ miniature moons themselves
Lady Banksia spills thickly~her floral Milky Way
smothering the gate house in a fierce embrace
white lilacs~bright torches~their scent heavy in the air
surely Titania is holding court in a secret bower nearby
tis only spring~yet it feels like a Midsummer Night's Dream

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

April 1st-6th, 2014

April 1st, 2014
Cold rain~fierce storms
winter returned~cleverly hidden
beneath Spring's colorful cloak
April~fooled we've been
but in the end~Spring will win
Vinca knows~head held high
savoring rain's sweet kiss
sky blue on a gray day

April 2nd, 2014
And thus begins the sixteenth month of the journey
writing my way home ~one day at a time
spending mornings~cup of tea at hand
waiting for words to tumble free
such an important part of my day now
some mornings spend walking the garden
mindfully noticing~ finding that perfect shot
sometimes composing while on the road
seeing the same surroundings~yet not
everyday trips~more of an adventure now
There are times the image dictates the poem
or so it seems~other days words are just there
ready to share~still how I love the interaction
between written word and image~entwined
walking hand in hand~for this is the way
my creativity seems to work~combining
love of the visual with love of the written word
not a bad marriage of two disciplines it seems
they make a nice couple~pleasing to my eyes
sitting together on the page~happily side by side

April 3rd, 2014
Verdant valley
yet in the mountains
winter reigns

April 4th, 2014
Seeing the Light
I am a seeker~looking for light
to illuminate each passing day
light to erase the long dark shadows cast
by unsettling news worldwide~truths and rumors
absorbed day after day~relentless~pounding
politics gone wrong~corporate greed
murder~mayhem~climate change
cruelty toward the helpless~habitat destruction
ever growing list~too long~never ending
overwhelmingly hopeless at times
Yet there is hope~kindred spirits
speaking up~making a difference
kindling each other's flame in support
keeping the shadows at bay
caring~sharing~casting light into the dark
standing together~worldwide~across the miles
together we seek to illuminate the dark
all is not lost~hope still shines bright
collective conscience change is what it takes
can we make it in time~standing together
Awash in news and time line stories
often overwhelmed by the flood
clinging on to the light which connects many
finding beauty each day~looking for tranquility
because without hope~what do we have
but darkness so deep it will swallow us whole
they say that it's the dark and mean in this world
which enables us to see~not only our own blessings
but all that is still bright and beautiful in our world
all we can do is our personal best~making a difference

April 5th, 2014
Six Word Saturday Duo
Once again
Spring returns
Nature rejoices
Cold storms
have passed
let's celebrate

April 6th, 2014
Seven Word Sunday
Floral sunshine
tumbles down
spilling lush beauty

Monday, March 24, 2014

March 24th-31st, 2014

March 24th, 2014
There she glows~first of the season
like a virgin queen~but it's not
'tis merely Lady Banksia~mimicking the moon

March 25th, 2014
How can such luscious color
not make the heart sing???

March 26th, 2014
Outside the window~much flitting and twittering
birds chatter~hopping, flapping and tugging
eagerly gathering bits and pieces~ moss and twigs
spider webs~cat hair~string~feathering their nest
Avian building boom is on~first the nest~then romance
soon replaced by patient sitting and waiting~a brief respite
before reality sets in~parenthood~gaping hungry mouths to feed
courtship long forgotten~replaced by the clamor of hungry chicks
Working full time~no rest until fledging~no time to sing
until the job is done~next generation safely on the wing
but for now ~preparations are still  accompanied by song
one last spring fling~tender bonding~before duty calls

March 27th, 2014
And thus the fantastic tale continues
of three sisters, dressed for the ball
spreading their lovely skirts~day after day
dancing with the wind~until they could dance no more
nearly a fortnight they held court~unchallenged
until seasonal rains fell thickly and quickly
weighing down already weary heads
stormy night passed~they succumbed
youngest sister standing still~looking tired
the elders~heads heavy~kneeled down
exhausted~nearly spend~now resting 
on fountain's edge~delighting the birds
cooling tired feet~but oh~how they danced!!!


March 28th, 2014
Started as a small sprig~gift from a dear friend
slowly you grew~now towering over our heads
waking from your winter sleep~once again lush and green
you unfurl the daintiest of roses~perfect buds
no larger then a pinkie fingernail~small treasures
translucent pink~they glow~adorning your flanks
tiny sculptures of finest china~yet tender to our touch
once again we welcome your delicate gifts


March 29th, 2014
Six Word Saturday Duo
Tenderly embracing
riding out
the storm
Spring stones
sharing nature's
generous bounty

March 30th, 2014
Seven Word Sunday
Glowing splendor
worth its 
weight in gold


Storm Stone
Growling cracking thunder rumbles
March going out like a roaring lamb?
Something's wrong with this picture
lambs are meek and mild~not wild
dogs tremble~bed shakes~we huddle
finding safety and comfort in numbers
suddenly to the West sun breaks through
dabbling us with showers of golden spots
outside birds start chirping loudly~is it safe yet?

March 31st, 2014
Minimal Monday

Caught in the act

Monday, March 17, 2014

March 17th-23rd, 2014

May 17th, 2014
Minimal Monday
Proudly wearing the green

May 18th, 2014
Night Magic
Waking in the night I rise~not knowing why
tip toe through the house~peek outside
stunned~quickly opening the door~barefoot
looking up~finding magic in the velvet sky
a comet's tail~streaking for miles~narrow cloud
brilliantly lit inside~holding Luna captive in it's heart
brisk winds free her once again~serenely sailing on
she continues her journey~slipping out of sight


March 19th, 2014
Quietly~nearly unnoticed
shy Labrador Violet unfurls
hidden among last year's fallen leaves
cozy under the Razzle Dazzle bush
her bright face peers up joyfully
lifting her face to the warm spring sun
she stretches~holding her head high
endearing in her sweet simplicity

March 20th, 2014
Once again Persephone
rises from the dark
back into the light
bright shiny face glows
season's wheel turns

March 21st, 2014
Nature's morning palette
robin egg blue ~morning skies
glowing chartreuse~young oak leaves
brilliant sulfur yellow~oak blossoms
cotton candy pink ~cherry plum
all aglow in sun's first rays 

March 22nd, 2014
Following the scent
finding hidden treasure

March 23rd, 2014
The scholar ~deep in thought
text clutched tightly in his hands
above wisteria clusters sway playfully
moving gently in the morning breeze
tossing delicate scent ~casting shadows
upon his long somber face
Surely all these cheerful doings
could move even a man of stone
tickle the inner boy within gently
elicit a tender smile to welcome 
and breathe deeply~savoring
this fragrant Sunday morn

Monday, March 10, 2014

March 10th-16th ,2014

March, 10th, 2014
After the storm~everything shines
first the sun~emerging slowly
rising through layers of multicolored scarfs
last clouds~enveloping the hills~drifting to the east
all of nature shines~silvered droplets tremble 
gilded treetops capture first rays~new oak leaves emerge
brilliant peridot green~shining like semi precious stones
burgundy plum leaves unfurl~pink blossoms twinkle
puddles and rivulets reflect the pale aquamarine sky
all appears jeweled~after the storm


March 11th, 2014
No Zephyr this~but howling winds 
roaring through the newly greening groves
tousling heads~ tugging limbs~nudging buds
up it goes~herding stray cirrus across the blue sky
then down again~nudging~pushing us along impatiently
dogs are wild too~eagerly racing each other and the wind
rushing creek and swaying pines sing in pleasing harmony
wild spring morning~immersed in nature~energized
we return home~freshly charged~ready for our day

March 12th, 2014
Three sisters~pale green heads held high
kissed to life by the warm spring sun
what colors will their tender hearts reveal

March 13th, 2014
On a clear day you really can see forever~or so it seems
even things far away suddenly seem near enough to touch
homeward bound~Mt Shasta beckons~dominating our view
nearly three hours north~snowy flanks illuminated by the sun
how enticing and magical the view~hovering above the orchards
a mirage~rising from the valley floor~seen by travelers for miles
speeding up the freeway headed north~closer to it's white splendor
our thoughts drift to the early pioneers who would see it for weeks
 arduous journey north never ending it seemed~near and yet so far
driving their oxen~mile after tiring mile~ maybe fifteen a day 
 tremendous courage and strength~trying to find their way home

March 14th, 2014
Early morning it's barely light~I step out into the garden
headed out to check the hummingbird feeder
hoping to care for them before they wake~too late
impatient buzzing and twittering greets me from above
yesterday's party has drained the banquet bone dry
removing the feeder to replenish the feast they follow
scolding~buzzing~ I flee to do their impatient bidding
rush back out~full feeder in hand~silence greets me
slipping back in I peer through the bedroom window
then down they come~descending in the pre-dawn 
 vision blurred through the screen~watching them feast
watching them feast~seven or more at last count
diving~swirling~sharing~the party is on again


March 15th, 2014
SWS Trio
Cautiously~eldest sister unfolds~it's time

Younger sisters~bravely peek~ follow suit

Grand Finale~their splendor~finally revealed


March 16th, 2014
Seven Word Sunday
Delightful apricot tutus~plundered by visting bees