Crisp snow and cold wind
Give way to sunny birdsongs
Carried on warm breeze
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Written for Ronovan’s weekly Haiku challenge at:
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 349 CRISP and Soft.
Category Archives: Nature
Light #Decima #Poem
Light, the Source of all created,
Substance of our fate and fortune.
Grab a lantern; bring a torch in!
We may know, yet still debate it.
Light! The One for whom we’ve waited–
Not “out there,” but deep inside us:
Spark that Providence provided.
Where is yours? O let it shimmer!
Vanquish darkness with a glimmer!
Light! The One we all reside in!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 48: (FORTUNE) in the B rhyme line.
Breaking Swiftly #Poem
We pray for change to come… and fast!
We wait and wait for pain to pass.
We try and try until, at last,
We rest, resigned, to what we have.
Then, swiftly changes break like Spring!
Now, what to do with these new things?!
—
A Quadrille in response to Sarah’s prompt at
DVerse.
The Fool #Haiku #Poem
Is Nature a fool?
No! With a head for business,
She works for the Good!
—
Written for Ronovan’s Haiku challenge of fool and head at:
Health #Haiku #Poem
Will the aching ease?
Will my health and hope improve
when Summer arrives?
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 347 ACHE and Ease.
Haleakala #Haibun #Poem
Before the rain they went outside–not to a mountain peak or to watch the tumbleweed blow, but to the fish ‘n chips shop on the tropical islands overseas. They didn’t see a supernova, but he says he saw mermaids. Oh, I wasn’t supposed to say that! ❤
Life on the ship was always moving, especially with a broom or brush in their hands, scraping all the grime and dust bunnies from a ship that, to the seamen on board, continued in service long after its time had passed.
Haleakala
Great volcano in the dark
Talking to the sky
—
A Haibun about my husband, Frederick Douglass Grimes, III, who served on the USS Haleakala (AE-25), a U.S. Naval amunission ship in service from 1959-1993.
Written for Linda Kruschke's
Haibun Paint Chip Poetry Prompt.
The Shepherd’s Walk Home #Poem
My goats search for a sprig of mint
to calm their bellies before sleep.
The moon walks softly up the horizon,
as the sun sinks below…
On our way down the mountain,
we pass our favorite waterfall.
Forget-me-nots line the path,
reminding us of the goodness of day and the restfulness of night.
The crows have carried the sun away
by the time we reach my garden scarecrow.
Today was like any other herding day,
uneventful, peaceful…..
The same,
yet different.
Tomorrow will be similar,
but different just the same!
—
Written for Linda Kruschke’s
Idyll Paint Chip Poetry Prompt.
Small Hours 3TC #Tanka #Poem
We notice great change
made over long periods,
yet hours pass softly…
And we change, even slightly,
with each moment that has gone!
—
Another Tanka, this one written for
#Threethingschallenge #520.
Full Circle #Tanka #Poem
Music therapy–
Modern use of ancient ways.
Sing and play to heal!
Surround yourself with Music,
The Universal Language!
—
A Tanka, though without a nature reference, written for
#Threethingschallenge #519.
“The Sheep under the Snow” #Music
Download “The Sheep under the Snow” Mp3
“The Sheep under the Snow” is a Manx folk song called “Ny Kirree fo Niaghtey.” Please don’t ask me how to pronounce that! It’s a haunting melody I heard for the first time a few days ago. Do yourself a favor and avoid the lyrics, because they are so sad… Needless to say, I’m not posting them here.
I hope you enjoy this folk song on zither!
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