7 years of blogging

 

A big THANK YOU to WordPress and all of YOU readers out there!

 

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7th Anniversary blogging with WordPress

not measured in diamonds

A “rich” quadrille shape poem linked to dVerse Poetics…

we
think
life rich?
yard mud
sky overcast
farm prices low
spring weather wet
my husband stressed
emotions under pressure
fledglings leaving nest
looking to retirement
son works our farm
cornfields planted
new calves frolic
garden sprouts
grandchildren
life is rich
content
yes!

 

 

 

springs anew

Challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Give it a thought and try to ‘photo-shop” it to a “better version of itself” just by “a little change”…


 

even an old man
has New Year’s eyes…
cherry blossoms

© Issa

cherry buds blossom
with fresh possibilities
even old men dream

© lynn__

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purposed reeds

Tan renga challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai…add  two lines to master haiku.


 

by my new banana plant
the first sign of something I loathe —
a miscanthus bud!

© Basho

hedge of bull elephant grass
overpowers the garden

© lynn__

Miscanthus

image – CDHK

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

another year is gone
a traveler’s shade on my head,
straw sandals at my feet

© Basho

i’ve worn many places on
journey there and back again

© lynn__

 

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image – pixabay

JOY of Light series ~ finale!

Completion of my series for retreat at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai….

 

XX.

 

light explodes in tomb

hallelujah, Christ arose!

all graves will empty

 

 

 

It’s the beginning of “passion week” for the church.  We will celebrate the death of Jesus for our salvation. Christ, the Lord of life and light, has the final word over death on Resurrection Sunday. He is my JOY!

joy of light series

Continuing series for retreat at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai….

 

XVIII.

 

lit aquarium

tropical lemon discus

color of sunshine

 

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photo by lynn

joy of light series

My response to Carpe Diem’s retreat: joy of light

 

XV.

 

sunlit reflection

birdbath mirrors fat robin

…now ripples appear!

 

 

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public domain image

joy of light series

 

XI.
bright gleam of flashlight
reflects off resting cows’ eyes
gently chewing cud
night maternity ward check
all quiet under the stars

joy of light series

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai retreat.


VII.

Snow Landscape Fullmoon Night Mountain

 

(royalty free image from http://www.maxpixel.net)

 

can a writer be a farmer?

 

this farm is home base

where i work (if i write,

do i shirk?) don’t ask the

farmer loaded questions;

i’m the farmHer who finds

sweet poetry in life on our

iowa farm, where tall corn

grows, and calves are born

(my poems are calved too)

placental in messy straw.

low mooing of cattle and

hum of machinery drones

on…in rich bass, solid tones

of this daily symphony as

poetry sings higher notes of

melody in quiet moments,

green fields, open space

discovering my place

…oh, gotta go do chores!

 

 


Linking to dVerse Poets where Gina hosts poetics tonight…

taste & see

 

soul parched,

i need a sip
of living water

body famished,

i want a slice
of heaven’s bread

mind wearied,

i desire goblet
of wine divine

heart stained,

i wash in flow
of crimson blood

strength dead

i will rise to taste
celestial food

 

 


Joining Mish at dVerse Poets for quadrille #74 prompt on “sip”.

baking & breaking

“Give us this day our daily bread…”

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Unroll sack and let tiny dense kernels flow though fingers. Grinder whines as hard wheat berries pour in. After clatter, textured flour pours out in full measure. Sprinkle in dead salt, live yeast. Add hot (not too hot) water; then amber liquid of oil and honey. Feel need to hand knead or let stand mixer work dough with hook. Form french loaves with firm hands. Rise to heavenly heights and bake to golden crustiness.

Famished sons enter farm kitchen, following aroma of fresh bread. Barely time to find knife with serrated teeth to carve warm slices. Spread butter’s melting fatness and serve. Chew through crunchy crust into mouth-watering homemade sustenance. The next slice begs for honey or jam. Be careful to hide second loaf for later!

 

basic food for life

gathered from farmers’ hard work

hunger satisfied

 


Non-traditional homemade haibun, definitely not gluten free!  Photo by my son.

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