in grandma’s eyes

 

Dear Babyface,
birthed by God’s grace;
let me hold you, kiss you, squeeze you,
while you’re sleeping, let me tease you:
misshapen head and wrinkly skin,
you sport a double…no, triple chin!
your pudgy nose is slightly pimpled,
your chubby cheeks are sweetly dimpled.
I admire all I see ‘cuz, Babyface,
you look like me!

 


I submitted this poem to Lyrical Iowa last year. It received 3rd Place in the “humorous verse” category and was published in their 2018 collection. Linking to dVerse Poets where Lillian hosts Open Link Night with “Ah, sweet youth” theme.

magnetic poetry: attract or repel?

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where does snow moon go?

Tan renga challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai…with a twist!


 

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photo by lynn

full snow moon
stirs the ladybug
on cold bare branches

© Hamish

she rolls over in her sleep
shiny black spots reflect light

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dreaming of blossoms
snow covers dormant branches
honey bees warm hive

winter moon soon waning
pregnant apple tree will bud

© lynn__

 

imagine

 

it’s easy to imagine a snug log cabin in the woods
when you’re sipping tea on a quiet snowy day

it’s easy to imagine a cruise to an exotic island
when you’re trying on a pair of glam sunglasses

it’s easy to imagine hiking up a clear mountain trail
when you’re climbing the stairs with more laundry

it’s easy to imagine lying on a private sandy beach
when you’re painting the house in hot sunshine

it’s easy to imagine speaking wisdom into the world
when you’re silent because no one is listening

will all find tolerance?

 

i am a believer

i am an American

i am white-skinned

i am a college graduate

i am married, to one man

i work at home on the farm

i feed beef cattle to feed people

i am a home owner and land owner

i am conservative in my political views

 

are these statements provocative?
unacceptable, politically incorrect?
should i apologize to the world?
do we really believe in tolerance?
does diversity respect equally?

 

 

i want to listen and learn

i may disagree but that

does not mean i hate

yes, i am privileged

to love & be loved

to also bleed red

i thank God for

his blessings

every day;

you?

 

The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance. (Psalm 16:6)

spring is in the air…somewhere

Tan renga with Kim at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, hosted by Kristjaan.


 

the sky is bluer
birds are singing once again
caressed by sunshine

© Kim M. Russell

each day is little longer
lenten season buds with hope!

© lynn__

 

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silent (pause) paws

 

shadowed rabbit tracks

blue moon illuminates snow

coyote’s eerie howl

 

keen nose follows scent of prey

end is mercifully swift

 


Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai invites us to find a haiku from our archives and re-write it. I decided to post a haiku I submitted to a poetry contest last year…and make it a tanka.  Death is part of life in our natural world.

kiss the bride

“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth– for your love is more delightful than wine.” –Song of Songs 1:2

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A quadrille (44 words) for dVerse poets

natural revelation

sunday morning
all the waves in white
kneeling on the beach
© Jane Reichhold

prayer clouds in blue heaven
creation’s meditation
© lynn__

white+waves

Tan renga challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

wind vs. sun

Carpe Diem‘s “tan renga” challenge…add 2 line response to original haiku.

 

the cold wintry wind
is blowing so hard that
the sun sinks into the ocean

© Soseki

today, sun admits defeat
tomorrow, will rise stronger

© lynn__

sundown

image from pinterest

 

to survive snowstorm

across this frozen prairie, winter blows
strong blizzard gale bullwhips up fallen snow
we shiver, polar-cold, wind’s frightful roar
and add thick logs to embers burning low

such fierceness could freeze creature to the core
if wait exposed;  come, safe inside closed door
we offer mugs to drink in warming flow
and reminisce of summer sun-swept shores

 


Rubaiyat: The ruba’i is a classical Persian quatrain or double couplet of 4 lines and having rhyme scheme either AABA or AAAA. A collection of more than one quatrain is called a rubaiyat.

Edward Fitzgerald popularized the form in English. He chose iambic pentameter, generally 10-syllable lines with alternating accents, for the meter and used the AABA rhyme scheme. Having the unrhymed third line allows the poet to use that sound from the first quatrain as the main rhyming sound in the next quatrain, connecting the stanzas.

My thanks to Frank at dVerse Poets for this information on the rubaiyat form!

beauty’s weight

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s “tan renga” challenge…add 2 lines to original haiku.


 

waterweed
floating away, despite
the butterfly’s weight on it

© Chiyo-Ni

beauty flits magnificent
but life’s current moves stronger

© lynn__

 

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