“The Garden Wizard”

“The Garden Wizard” Stirs my garden elf… from bud to violets-bold Bromeliads now bloom whom in my mother’s day, they grow mid-air! Now daisy’s gold ooze up from dampened earth grateful for the share! A wondrous magic , soon from natures mystic gloom.   I rescued bromeliads from a neighbor who moved and left the…

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Wintry Haiku

Wintry Haiku One, last, drop of ice slips the fingertips of roof falls to nothingness. Frozen Tanka One, last, hushed, droplet… Surrenders its final breath, Ice crystals melted… Mutterings of winged things Push pale winter into spring.

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“A 1940’s Christmas”

“A 1940’s Christmas”   Green fir arms dressed in red crepe circles; taped. Thread the popcorn, nestled close. Sprinkle limbs with silvered swirls: icicles. Christmas eve metamorphose.   (Few on this site were even BORN when I was decorating this tree ) A  Le Sizain Hétérométrique Poem. The poem consists of 6 lines only. The…

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The Angel in the Cobweb

There are so many amazing Yiddish words that found their way into the English language, and we thought it would be great to highlight one.  To find one with a third definition, however, was not so easy.  We thought all was lost until we stumbled upon this gem.tush – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.9NAHOSQf.dpuf There are…

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December Thoughts

“The Christmas Gift” Your steps quicken as memories awaken as you journey home as you hurry home remembering the lighting of that face! There’s no sweeter place no finer gift glowing than your child’s shining eyes. Photo Source:  my daughter, 1957

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Ode to an Oak

There’s majesty of scene where grows the oak. You have more heart than most; my charming knight. The winds of autumn hasten now to choke but you resist the forest’s wintry blight. You’ll not allow cold earth to freeze your heart nor let the bitter breeze strip all your leaves. You are that stalwart made…

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Trifextra: “Choir”

“In Memory” The CHOIR mourns John Kennedy. The CHOIR sings of lilies free. The CHOIR longs for Camelot. Reverberates along the walls the City Book near tree-lined halls of Dallas streets a single bullet. (Trifextra Prompt: use single word of your choice 3 times.) (written for the 50th Anniversary of Kennedy Assassination 22 Nov, 1963)

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