reading pleasure

 

warm cup of spiced chai

classic tome by candlelight

snuggle with pillow

 

The Pleasure of Reading

image from CDHK

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Fireblossom at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads challenges us to write a new poem “looking through a distorted lens”…I think Alice in Wonderland stuff of dreams or Salvador Dali surrealism.  

 

moon is a balloon

i swallow her whole;

now rise from ground,

suffocating in choked

screams at dream demon

until i, balloon-shaped,

reach sharp tree twig–

spring a leak, go hissing

hysterically thru galaxies,

finally flop limp to earth,

flattened and deflated.

searching for helium

… settle for valium.

 

 

creating beauty

 

creating beauty

spiritual transformation

God is the potter

 

steady pressure on life’s wheel

reforms wet clay in love’s hands

 

pottery
title and image from Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.

Ecclesiastes 3:11 (NIV)

miracle key

 

closed
forever
my heart
© Chèvrefeuille

This is what I call “experimental haiku” … it tells the story with a minimum of words and that’s what I challenge you with.  (see Carpe Diem Haiku Kai family)

 

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secrets of
locked mind
rusty lies

Ⓒlynn__

 

september passing

 

crop ripens

leaf colors

thistle crowns

 

apple falls

milkweed bursts

old barn leans

 

monarch flies

zinnia blooms

heart finds home

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In memory of my Aunt Harriet whose commital was today…

 

 

 

falling UP

This simple poem reads like original McGuffey Reader style!

 

“TRY one small Bite,”

hissed snake to Eve;

By APPetite,

they were DeceiveD.

 

It was our FALL

when parents fell;

As rebels ALL

were Doomed to heLL.

 

Adam hid from God

in Guilt and Shame;

His Son walked sod,

JESUS, his Name.

 

His Mission here:

Be Reconciled,

relieve our FEAR,

make me God’s Child

 

By FAITH we can

know Love, hold Peace

and from our bond-

AGE find Release !

 

 

 

 

 

cicada song

Posting this haibun for dVerse Poets as we bid a long goodbye to sweet summertime.  Toni is hosting with an emphasis on “komorebi”, a Japanese word for the light that filters between trees…enjoy!

 

Our firstborn son’s house sits on a hill with a woodsy backyard and inviting patio where we celebrated mother’s day last spring. Now we embark on a final summer bike ride before our oldest grandchild starts school. It requires a little time and patience to find everyone’s helmet and shoes before hitching up the toddler carrier and deciding our route. To avoid riding on the busy narrow street, I and the two boys take a shortcut over grassy properties between shrubbery to meet grandpa and dad near the bike path.

My middle grandson points the way to “our lake” and we head down the steep path, gaining speed and testing brakes alternately. After a couple curves, the lake is in view below us. Wildflowers border the smooth concrete which ends at a dirt trail leading into the trees. Some tri-leaf plants look suspiciously like poison ivy so I google it while waiting with grandson for the other riders to catch up. His helmet is too loose and flops sideways again so I tighten the straps.

It’s gratifying to watch our son with his children at the lakeside park as he explores with them. We notice frogs of various sizes in the mud and a painted turtle on a submerged branch. My husband sits at lone picnic table with granddaughter as I try to keep up with the boys while maintaining a safe distance from a cattail swamp.

The sun plays hide and seek with puffy clouds above us and something, perhaps a fish, jumps as evidenced by the concentric rings expanding outward across the quiet water. The water too is partly cloudy, with some algael growth around its edges and a muddy bottom that gets stirred up by slightest movement of crawdad or minnow. A painted-lady butterfly flits from late dandelion head to wild morning glory bloom.

 

loud strumming in tree

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photo by lynn

camouflaged musician of

summer’s symphony

don’t label acrostic “junk”

 

Electronic messaging system is

Unknown

Got Mail!

Mixed blessing as too many

Appeals clutter the inbox

In a short time i’m

Literarily drowning!

 

 

 

 

Trying to explain why i’d love to “follow” nearly everyone online but cannot process all the messages!

faith to believe

 

step forward off edge

risk falling in too deep and

…walking on water

after dismissal bell

A three line tale…linking with A Reading Writer.

 

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Photo by Dev Benjamin on Unsplash

 

Class leaves art table in chaos

after origami orgy of one thousand folds.

Now paper cranes, and students, take flight!

 

 

unfashionable pettiness

 

what?  Melania’s shoes

give reporters the blues

stilettos don’t seem appropo

 

snakeskin fit for a dance

paired with high-water pants

to flood zone high heels must NOT go!

 

aboard air force one

news reports come undone

the fashion disaster rehearsed

 

first lady “trumps” style

and i can’t help but smile

when FLOTUS deplanes in Converse 😉

 


Linking to dVerse Poetics and Lillian’s “a closet full of shoes” prompt…

celebrate the child!

 

see life with fresh JOY

grassHOPper / butterFLY as

CHiLD of the Father

 

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