dewy morning veins
garden pail holds cabbage head
salivates coleslaw
hovering in garden patch
06 Jul 2015 1 Comment
in haiku Tags: butterflies, cabbage, garden, petals
photo credit: lansing wild birds unlimited blogspot
butterfly trio
white petals flirt
passing wings
dainty cabbage pests
My haiku flits like little butterfly to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s garden of cabbages…
summer camper
23 Mar 2015 3 Comments
in haiku Tags: garden, mud snail, press on, summer
Linking with Carpe Diem Haiku Kai….
photo credit: afbini.gov.uk
virtual ball in Tuscany
15 Jul 2014 10 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: garden, palace, poets, pub, renaissance
invitation to
a poets’ party
yes, i’ll come!
where? what
better place than
Boboli’s garden;
grounds of the
Pitti Palace, in
fair Florence,
heart of the
renaissance.
hanging out
at “the Pub”,
d’Verse Poets,
is part of my
personal poetic
renaissance;
fair garden of
wordsmiths,
each statuesque,
monumental in
creative voice.
here i can
find “The (an)
Abundance” of
poetic ideas,
original online
fruits of writers
dedicated to
sculpting marble
thoughts into words
to share veritable
bounty of beauty.
raise your hand
clink the glass
give a toast (of
bronze wheat,
golden corn or
ripened vine)
to salute the
“pub tenders”,
party hosts who
serve all a happy
3rd anniversary!
_____________
photo: The Abundance 1608 – 1637 by Sebastiano Salvini
Giardino di Boboli at Palazzo Pitti, Florence
apology to Basho
14 Jun 2014 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: garden, haiku, melon, star
garden’s yellow star
shining between dawn and dusk
i claim her melons
My response to CDHK prompt to “revise” master haiku 🙂
farm garden sonnet
26 Jul 2013 10 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: cornucopia, garden, Thanksgiving
Emeralds are growing in this plot of mine;
Wet diamonds drip along each stem and blade.
Pea pods hold treasured pearls of the vine,
Rich mud deposits wealth upon my spade.
Huge heads of cabbage split with dewy weight
Match mercenary broccoli’s envied green.
Tomatoes blushed like rubies tempt and bait.
Potatoes’ karats gain interest unseen,
While beans of jade hide underneath soft leaf,
And sweet corn kernels ripen time to gold.
Why should I share my gems with raccoon thief?
Let’s harvest booty till the ground turns cold.
A cornucopia of food to live!
Thanksgiving’s a small price for us to give.
breathe!
15 Jul 2013 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: breathe, garden, grace
Still-life form lay in garden;
very image of the holy tri-unity
perfectly cast in brown clay.
The divine animator stoops,
gently cradles prone body, then
exhales his inimitable spirit life.
Heart beats as chest rises;
eyes flutter open in surprise
as first man meets his maker.
Breathe on us, into us,
that we, so cold dead in sin,
might inhale pure love with
respirations of clear joy,
to live grace-full and forgiven;
the image of God, restored.
a poem in my pocket 
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