before the greening


canada geese back
welcome migrants from the north
spring comes with the wind

soon build nest on their island
papa goose protects new brood


Sandy Hollow in April – photo by lynn

love calls in spring

farewell, white lion; we hear spring’s love call,
lone turtledove coos like sentinel in orchard;
schoolgirl swings carefree from supple branch as
she and tree both bud-burst into double smiles.

sun’s gaze reflects golden dawn on water and
we breathe in heady floral of narcissus blooms;
drink goblet of lemon beauty offered by daffodils,
open beautiful eyes to every greening possibility!


Merril hosts dVerse poetics incorporating names of daffodil varieties (in italic) and a painting by Alfred Sisley (1881) entitled, “Orchard in Spring”.

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winter wrangling

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winter won’t let go
snow blows, sun beats, clouds recoil
tug-o-war with spring
robin redbreast looks confused
water in birdbath frozen

spring sevenling

A window view with dVerse poets….

i rake dead leaves
pick up fallen sticks
fill birdbath to brim

seven sparrows
fritter in chirpy circle
twitter reflectively on rim

lazy gaze out window sees spring days peep in

vers beaucoup

The vers beaucoup (French) is a poetic form meaning “many rhymes”, with 4-line stanzas.  Linking to https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/03/saturday-mix-lucky-dip-3-october-2020/

i hear fall call from stone wall
to all apple trees and honey bees,
as you please, give your best for fall fest,
then rest…we will sing, come spring!

iris in vincent’s eye

i begin as
dry ivory bulb
asleep in deep dark
until warmth stirs from
far away as sunshine
whispers, “come to me”

i stretch
uncurling in
moist brick soil
insects tickling my
pale skin as it peels off
with sigh, “love, arise!”

i reach up
to throw off the
heaviness of garden
bed’s blanket and am
blinded by yellow light
crying, “it’s spring!”

i grow long
sabered leaves
of vibrant green to
drink in cool rain and
shelter tender buds with
promise, “we’ll dance!

i bloom in
profuse blue hues
from cerulean to indigo
unfurling petaled banners
to reveal frilly stamens and
sing, “behold life’s beauty!”

i fade as
sun sets in gold;
plucked from roots
glory slowly wanes as
flowered energy wilts with
a moan, “remember me.”

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irises by van gogh

calving season begins!

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Hello, world, my name is “Shadow”

 

It’s Monday morning and our skittish range heifers cautiously approach wooden feed bunk. Breakfast is a generous helping of fragrant silage and a bit of cow mix mineral supplements.  The farmer counts, re-counts furry heads and realizes one is missing.

He discovers her in the back of open cattle shed…with her newborn calf, first of the season!  Little black bull is healthy and already standing.  Our son carries him to shelter in the barn.  We soon coax mama into stall where they can nuzzle and nurse.

 

calf eyes wide to world

fresh cow licks her baby clean

new life birthed in spring

 

 


Linking this spring haibun to dVerse Poets pub where Frank hosts today…

warbler’s laugh

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s weekend tanka challenge…


 

A spring warbler casts
A dropping on the rice cakes —
The veranda edge.                    © Basho

you little party pooper
ruined our afternoon tea!   © lynn__

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joy of light series

Continuing series for retreat at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai….

 

XIX.

 

sun burns away fog

coaxes spring’s newly green grass

sparrows twitter joy

 

joy of light series

A fresh installment for Carpe Diem’s retreat: joy of light

 

XVI.

 

lenten days lengthen

light increases by minutes

joy of spring coming

open tightly closed windows

inviting fresh clean breeze in!

 

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moonflower’s orbit

A tan renga challenge at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai…original haiku by Basho followed by 2-line renga response by me 🙂


 

slowly spring
is making an appearance
moon and plum
       fresh scent of opening buds
       wafts sweetly on white moonbeams

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image from Pinterest

crane and feathers
in a black robe
clouds of flowers
       hungry crane dips into pond
       scattered petals float away

a traveler’s heart
it also should look like
chinquapin flowers
        chinese chestnut tree in bloom
       curious tendrils reach out

moon past full
the beginning of a little more
darkness
       gibbous seasons slowly change
       beauty ripens over time

moon and flowers
the stupidity pricked by a needle
entering the colder season
       stark white stars piercing black night
       sharpness in the evening chill

first frost
when mums start to feel chilly
I get a cotton waist warmer
       it’s time for scarves and sweaters
      spring buds’ whispered memory

Haiku © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)
Renga © lynn__

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