Changing Seasons #Bible #ourworld #war

 

a touch of cherry

Blessing comes in the form of peace

safe haven while war rages about

Blessing comes in refreshment

sparkling waters flow in time of drought

blessing comes in the form of life

leaves remain green though nothing lives

blessing comes in the form of provision

 there is enough when resources are destitute

~MDW

 

Are you seeing the seasons changing? Life (presently) seems to be battered by storms of all types. You saved and planned for the future and most of that is now ashes crumbling between your fingers.

Look at the world from above. What was once blue and flowing is now a brown stench of an orb.

God promises life, peace, and an unadulterated stream even as everything is caving in. He will not turn against us during this time of warring and corruption. He promises safety and to replenish us.

Jeremiah 17: 7-8 says:

“Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord,
whose trust is the Lord.
He is like a tree planted by water,
that sends out its roots by the stream,
and does not fear when heat comes,
for its leaves remain green,
and is not anxious in the year of drought,
for it does not cease to bear fruit.”

 

leaf drop

Too Late #poetry #Worldsnakeday

 

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Too late you ssssee me

I’ve been watching you

waiting

primed

this is my ssssssingular purpose

catch those unaware

trip them up

immobilizze

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Yessss

I’ve been

enjoying it

ssssince

the

start

struck

at the heart

in a garden

with a pre         tty women

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There has to be a day for everything and today is World Snake Day.  So Susan at Poet’s United offers up the snake (which I hear tastes like chicken) up as the prompt for Mid Week Motif

Thank you to  photographer Digicla and creative commons for the great shot of the snake!!! Please check out this photographer’s site for more incredible shots.

 

 

 

Voyeur of the Forest #photography #poem

trees breathe life

spring gives birth to nature

a constant song

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mesmerized I sit

doe cares for her speckled young

my backyard

tree haiku

 

Older than the trees

each year new life

ancient wisdom

Thanks to Managua Gunn who is ghost writing for Carpe Diem today.

He speaks of the forest, the life and healing there and asks that we let the forest inspire our writing.

I am fortunate to each day be inspired by the forest in my back yard.

(I spent Saturday morning watching two young very speckled fawn skipping about the back, while the mother took a snooze.)

What does the forest inspire in your creative spirit???

won’t you come and see
loneliness? Just one leaf
from the kiri tree


Cedar umbrellas, off
to Mount Yoshimo for
the cherry blossoms

and thank you for the words of Basho timeless in meaning and inspiration…

 

Day’s End #photography #poetry

 

rain and thunder

Rain drops collide with mid afternoon heat

thunder’s timpani roll  in loud rumbles

the conductor excitedly increases the tempo

light flashes as the cymbals strike

leaves clap their hands

trees bow in deference

the moon’s light brightens the sky

nature hushes waiting for a silvery banquet

fire flies approach the dance floor

spinning their partners in charged ecstasy

summer beads off my brow as I watch day’s end

leaf drop

Caught in the Storm #haiku #photography #poem

rainy day walkend of the day’s walk

thunder warns of storm’s promise

no short-cut

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The prompt for Chevrefeuillle’s Carpe Diem is Short- Cut inspired by this haiku by Buson:

chikamichi ya mizu fumi wataru satsukiame

on the shortcut path,

stepping through water to cross the meadow
in the summer rains.

I wrote another poetic offering for the thunder and lightening show today.

Things of the Past #agriculture #dpchallenge #drought

 

oiled plows

turned the ground

anticipating harvest

 Once full of life

wheat fields clapped their hands

cattle gossiped in the stalls

tractors slowed traffic

we rose before the sun

greeting the day’s challenge

rusty hinges no longer squeak

children no longer milk cows

our food is imported

 

The prompt for the daily post photo challenge is Relic.

 

I used to look upon rusty, dilapidated farms as romantic. I anticipated the change of new metal barns and air-conditioned John Deere tractors. While I lived in the agricultural center of California, I never anticipated the return of the land to desert where nothing  grows and a lye/ salt makes it impossible to grow anything but sage brush.  There is an abundance of uncultivated sagebrush land. The United States has been reliant for up to 90 percent  produce (from California) including cotton, citrus, dairy, fruit, vegetables, nuts, grapes…). The land (even with water) cannot be cultivated in a season (or a year.)

Have you noticed where your produce is coming from???

I have no qualms about buying produce from other countries except for the lack of FDA regulation on amount and type of pesticides being utilized.

Please enjoy the Relics produced by others: