To Her Who Shines Bright #MothersDay #poetry

Orange sun is setting

 too few memories

I look in her garden

even bugs will do

so little remains

my little rose is gone

even tree stumps decayed

hidden in waxy green

I find her smiling face

Camillia pink blush

I want to inhale

one remnant of us

To Mothers everywhere who plant seeds in the hearts of children.

Happy Mothers Day

All the Right Ingredients #poetry #photography

sun and wave foam

 

missing is your smile

like a warm summer ray

when the doves come to nest

and the squirrels jump and play

empty are my hands

once filled with sweet dough

melty good your cookies

 so hard to let you go

unfilled is the space

that lies within my heart

never can replace love

that grew my early start

warm are the memories

that bring you close to mind

angels sing your praises

your actions always kind

needing still your spirit

to warm the bitter taste

sunny was your countenance

on cold blustery days

missing still your smile

like a warm summer ray

when the doves come to nest

and the squirrels jump and play

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Who is absent from your life that made such a difference?

Today’s prompt at Poet’s United is Absence

 

 

 

 

The Year Dims to Sight #poetry #newyear

moving time

“I sit beside the fire and think

of all that I have seen

of meadow-flowers and butterflies

in summers that have been”  Bilbo

~JRR Tolkien Lord of the Rings~

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I sit and ponder,  last log burns

lingering o’er fading light

few pages now left to turn

behind the year dimming to sight

I sit beside the fire and think

cherry blossoms once smiled at me

her soft cheeks rosy and pink

dawn’s fragrant dance lively and free

I sit old ink pen in hand

memory  welcomes the  strong crashing sea

frothy tides pull  from land

children’s  echo,  their peels of glee

I see Nature’s stores overflowing

golden hues blustery fingers doth turn

prepare for the chill and the blowing

brown leaves enjoy one last burn

I sit and watch twinkling tree lights

yearly celebration begun

family drawn warm and tight

the year’s work wrapped and done

I sit and ponder as last log burns

lingering o’er  fading light

the last pages have been turned

the year dims forever  to my sight

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Wishing each of you a Happy New Year!!!

 

 

 

Plum Memory #tanrenga

plum fllowers

a child’s memory

sweet is her pink fruit smile

leg, hands and limbs (mdw)


where the waters flow afar
the village glows with sweet plum flowers
       (Anonymous)

 

The Tan Renga challenge (from Kristjaan Panneman) is to build a haiku off the two lined stanza. A great challenge as we usually build off the body of a poem in a Tan Renga – join us.

 

The photo was part of the Tan Renga prompt.

Tears are Expired #poetry

remember the memories

walking the seashore hand in hand

we clung to happy as skin does to sand

there was always a hitch

in your moonlit gaze

a clause I thought a passing  phase

there’s no glue that can hold this together

the excuses you make

your vow second grade

live with your choice

the one you have selected

because my heart’s already been rejected

 

 

 

 

Box of Memories #memories #haiku

hat box

flower covered box
lily scented contents spill 
memories inside

inside the hat box

scent of orchids–
like a foreign country
the sickle moon

© Kobayashi Issa

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Lily of the Valley. Something about that flower reminds me of my grandmother.

Thanks to friends like Charles Martin I am inspired each day to keep writing…

Melancholia #haiku #photography

water and light

stirring my fingers

pool of liquid memory

filled with for nevers

Melancholy is the prompt at Carpe Diem. Many of us are melancholic wishing for spring to come.

I Wanted to share that submissions are now being accepted for the project for the children orphaned by Ebola. All poets and haiku poets welcome to share their voice. All the money raised from this book will go to the care of orphans in Liberia!

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