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Monthly Archives: August 2014
Old Woman’s Love Sonnet
These crepey, creaky hands that serve you still Their joints now wearing thin to let in pain, Won’t rest as long as they can give you joy Work happily to our old love’s refrain. These feet that crack and burn … Continue reading
Sonnet for a Late Summer Rain
Today the softest, gentlest rain of all Whispers in the wind of coming Fall, Its promise of caressing, sunlit breeze, With nights that pull us close before the freeze. Now sparrows that worked hard all summer long Steal little time … Continue reading
Posted in Gardening, Poetry, Usually Organic
Tagged Fall, Garden, Gratitude, growth, organic gardening
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Sometimes…
Sometimes the one that stands and strives alone becomes the most beautiful.
Posted in Dogs, Birds and Other Joys, Philosophy
Tagged Garden, growth, Healing, Summer
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Butterfly Haiku 2
Tiny dragon flies Drifts on warm summer breezes Painted sails for wings
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Tagged Garden, Gratitude, Poetry, Summer
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Sonnet for the Late Bloomers
The lilies’ trumpets, long since fallen silent, Their substance blended with the soil below, Both daffodils and crocus are dim pictures, As are all the early blooms we sowed. Their complex habits, needy roots and foliage Demanded our attention for … Continue reading
Sonnet for the City Deer
This air is soft and cool, the breeze is quiet– Steep-angled golden light now crowns wild cherry. The dawn now makes far contrails gilded paths As, in rare silence, Robin plucks a berry. The bean vines’ leaves still carry heavy … Continue reading
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True Haiku
Building hopes and plans On fragile webs of dreams Sometimes even works
