Nature’s Example #100tpc #poetsforchange

fawn

 

dawn is playing with the color wheel

two does and their young pass

a fawn races toward flowers

nature dances its morning ritual

mothers tilt their heads

large eyes are watchful, hopeful

mesmerized am I in silence

the choir holds its breath

peace as golden rays curve the horizon

a white tail bobs to my left

lingering on a tasty morsel

none push others away

though rib cages bulge

an ear flicks, a buck crosses the road

stately he watches those ahead

worries crease not his brow

equal is the footing

a bird titters a “good morning”

the mamas follow the path

children run in circles

each move to the morning’s cadence

I awaken to a jet piercing the sky

too soon my peace is interrupted

drivers jockey for position to be first

breaks screech as metal bends

reverie is broken

 

 

 

Sharing with the event 100,000 Poets for Change:

For today’s online event, our choice is not to put one of the three themes—peace, sustainability, and social justice—above the others, but to recognize that all of these three necessary areas of change interrelate in complex ways.

 

 

 

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…

 

Autumn’s Child #poetry #photography

The Carpe Diem prompt is to write a Tanka, the syllables count is: 5-7-5-7-7 … The inspiration comes from tanka poet Mariko Kitakubo
fine snow
of New Year’s Day,
small footprints
lead to grandma’s gate
before the shrine
~ Kitakubo

 autumn's child

autumn’s child

grazing a touch away

small footprints

lithe beauty takes my breath

our eyes meet