full moon calls softly,
“come outside on deck tonight,
shadow dance with me…”
who can resist her silver?
moonstruck orcas leap with glee!
night tides
08 Sep 2025 9 Comments
in tanka Tags: dance, full moon, orcas, shadow, silver, whisper
freshly ground
07 Sep 2025 3 Comments
in free verse Tags: brew, cappuccino, chai, coffee shop, frothy, latte, tea
even though i am a tea drinker
(hot chai latte with almond milk)
i steep in the coffee shop buzz
find cozy caffeinated corner
(to watch the stir of people)
put on thinking cappuccino
plug into online prompts, sip
(from ceramic cup with saucer)
inner warmth, let ideas percolate
to brew words, steamed and frothy
(experiment with flavored forms)
to write poetry is shot of espresso
if readers comment on my blog?
(poem drinkers who take the time)
kind appreciation means a latte!
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Inspired by L.L. Barkat’s “coffee shop” poetry post at Tweetspeak…
harvest fun
05 Sep 2025 14 Comments
in cinquain Tags: corn, gourds, grandchildren, harvest, pumpkins
corn maze…
enter with map
follow lost grandchildren
emerge later to pick bumpy
pumpkins;
orange…
ordinary
white orbs are popular
even keen on green gourds with stripes
and warts!
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Bjorn asks us to revisit cinquain form at dVerse…here’s my double!
lament in ashes
29 Aug 2025 9 Comments
in lament
( note: this post written 8-29-25, edited 9-12-25)
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Dear God!
Our culture is dying, at war with ourselves:
sexually confused, mentally ill, morally bankrupt.
We distract ourselves with screens,
numbed by mindless scrolling
as families disintegrate, babies are unwanted,
school children shot, teens die by suicide,
immigrants are assaulted, and
truth-speakers assassinated.
We no longer recognize our real enemy but
the serpent has many heads; inflicting multi-
faceted poison of evil as addictions enslave us.
How far will we go to break with reality? to
celebrate violence? to deny the Truth?
Who will save us if God has left the
premises because we escorted Him out?
O LORD, have mercy!
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“If my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land.”
(2 Chronicles 7:14)
max started it
27 Aug 2025 9 Comments
in quadrille
my
little
brother
was three
when he
memorized
maurice’s
book about
wild things who
enjoyed a good
rumpus; now i read
to grandkids who
join with:
hoots and howls
grunts and growls
caws and claws
adding pent-up
sound effects
to rollicking
rampage of
pages
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A quadrille to join in the rumpus hosted by Kim at dVerse poets this week with credit to Maurice Sendak, author of children’s book, Where the Wild Things Are.
the rocks cry out
14 Aug 2025 21 Comments
in free verse Tags: alaska, bears, campfires, caribou, moose, mountains, praise
at the end of
alaskan highway
adventure, let’s
pause to praise
for glacial space
(old ice age pace);
for forest fauna where
moose are loose and
bears won’t care if
tourists “shoot” a few
(from window view);
for fast electric bikes
or slow mountain hikes,
for diamond star-gazing
and morning bed-lazing,
campfires, cabins, cruises;
hole-in-the-wall good eatings,
who-are-you caribou meetings,
and mushy-sled-dog greetings;
bodacious beauty of peaks, parks,
pansies, native peoples, and
passing nature’s peace
(from nature’s God!)
world without end…
amen, amen
. . .
photo by lynn
For more poetry and photos of our trip, read my previous posts, alaska or bust, parts 1 & 2.
Trinitarian blessing
09 Aug 2025 2 Comments
real presence of God
joy of knowing Jesus’ love
new life in Spirit
not all that gleams is gold…
04 Aug 2025 17 Comments
in haibun Tags: gold, lake, moon, rain, shiny, silver
Our Alaskan adventure takes us into the heart of gold fever country from the Klondike in Yukon territory to Cripple Creek, the richest little creek in Alaska. We learn about the steep ice stairs of Chilkoot Pass where miners hauled up loads of grubsteak (each man with a year’s worth of food). Only a few struck it rich while most were flat broke within a year or two.
We tour Fairbank’s Gold Dredge #8 and pan for gold. Between the two of us, we share sweet $16 worth of gold flecks (and spend it on a $24 souvenir charm/magnet to display the flakes). Nothing new under the sun! They can keep their gold nuggets while I bask in the allure of silver…
silver rain puddles
flow in rivulets, cascade
to moon-mirror lake
Linking to dVerse where Frank Tassone hosts haibuns 🙂
ultimate kintsugi
02 Aug 2025 6 Comments
in haiku, senryu Tags: broken, gold, healing, kintsugi, pottery
broken, not ruined
God binds our wounds together
life’s cracks heal, gleam gold
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Inspired by japanese pottery and Dawn Minott’s blogpost here…
alaska or bust (part 2)
18 Jul 2025 6 Comments
Hubby and i are traveling cross-country to Alaska with our camper. I’m sharing our journey here with haiku/tanka and a few photos…whenever i get a round
vast miles of forest
cut by cold stony rivers
reflected in lakes
sweet wilderness refresh in
beautiful b.c. rockies
earth built by design
each mountain, ocean measured
Lord, we are humbled!
. . . . .
rest in wildernes
grateful for livestream worship
home church blessing
hammer clangs anvil
indigenous blacksmith works
coaxing coals to flame
natives’ wellness camp
drums thrum wild call in twilight
black bears dance
boat’s prow cuts blue glass
of pristine lake’s reflection
cruising on mirror
. . . . .
abundant snowfall
in Whitecourt, Whitehorse, White Pass
winter in a word
. . . . .
rush for klondike gold
icy stairs up chilkoot pass
move ton of grubstake
. . . . .
evergreens rustle
glimpse tawn fur of animal
young buck crosses path
. . . . .
alaskan hunger
fresh pink salmon on blue plate
at the fat mermaid
. . . . .
misty mountains drive
matanuska glacier passed
mystery concealed
glacier receding
like old fisherman’s hairline
rough moraine exposed
even permafrost can thaw
leaving roads to heave in wave
. . . . .
view obfuscated
perhaps great mountain is myth
denali’s cloud shroud
. . . . .
sizzle of bacon
hubby fries pancakes outdoors
pure maple sweetness
fall colors appear
fireweed blooms to red stem tip
chill air turns hearts south
…it’s time to head home!
one good turn…
14 Jul 2025 22 Comments
in quadrille Tags: adventure, map, travel, turn
have you heard that “one
good turn deserves another”?
i concur; especially while
traveling, we agree (husband
and me) “there are no wrong turns
on vacation”; thanks to
global positioning systems
and map app which adeptly
reroute us as we discover
another alternate adventure!
We are on our way to Alaska with our pickup and camper…check out my post(s), “alaska or bust” for haiku and a few photos of our trip. Linking to dVerse Poets quadrille prompt.
alaska or bust!
03 Jul 2025 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: adventure, alaska, beauty, travel
As my husband and i embark on a roadtrip, “The Great Alaskan Get-Away” (as our fourth son called it), i hope to record our trip with haiku and also share some photos here…
. . . . .
little white chapel
welcomes interstate travelers
prayers for safety
scent of pine on breeze
soft-bristled ponderosa
cover hills in black
. . . . .
rock cut-away glints
precious metals vein granite
black hills central tracks
old “eighteen-eighty” railroad
steam engine pulls train up grade
whee! we ride e-bikes
along george michelson trail
bump over wood bridge
. . . . .
i feed him almonds
toss halves to striped ground squirrel
he eats on haunches
. . . . .
presidents in stone
home of the free and the brave
history’s heroes
Happy birthday, America! Remember your heroes and hold to your ideals…
visit montana
big sky hospitality
panning for gold and garnets
old friends, old west towns, old bones
glacial mountain views
. . . . .
mountain majesties
stand on leftover snow patch
breathe in alpine air
home sweet camper home
nestled in stand of tall pines
relax with husband
. . . . .
four wheel drive pickup
narrow one lane gravel road
explore old ghost town
miners found gold and silver
Garnet booms…then abandoned
walk trail through tall trees
red cedar and black hemlock
ferns grace forest floor
. . . . .
a poem in my pocket 
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