Gray Fox

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Gray Fox

Eyes burning in the twilight

Sense of smell overrides fear

Looking for that porkchop bone

tossed out earlier

Constant cravings

push instinct aside

Hunger becomes the driver

while slinking in the shadows

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

I was surprised to see this fox in the back yard, when I went to close the curtain on my sliding door.  He stayed around long enough for me to get my camera. But, when I slid the door open for a better shot he turned and headed back into the woods.

This is a shaky shot:

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Sunburn

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Sky panted bright orange

Twilight chases evening sun.

Burn turns to a tan

Cool lotion soothes stinging pain

Stayed on the beach way too long

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Lillian wants us to play with compound words. She gave us a list of compound words to choose from and asked us to choose one and use it in a poem, but we must separate into the two root words in sequence on two different lines.  I choose sunburn in the Tanka format.

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Sweet Baby Boy

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Sweet Baby Boy close your eyes

Sleep in a world of wonder

Go off to dreamland with a sigh

Don’t worry about the thunder

Sweet Baby Boy just close your eyes

For if it wakes you makes you cry

These covers you’ll be under

Today is Quadrille Monday at d’Verse. Our prompt is any form of the word sleep. I took my inspiration from a lullaby I wrote several years ago for my adopted grandson who had a hard time adjusting.

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Original Lullaby post:  https://rothpoetry.wordpress.com/2016/08/10/sweet-baby-boy/

We are of One Blood

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When self-preservation

at all cost

overrides our understanding

of humanity,

Ideologies arise

blinding us to the truth

that we are all of

One Blood

that pumps

through our veins

interchangeable

with you or me

regardless of color

race or ethnicity,

Life-saving blood

revealing

that we are all one

in the midst of

our diversity,

but not exclusive

in value

or superior in

entitlement.

We are humanity

created in the image

of our creator

Spiritual channels

of light

in the darkness

We are hope and comfort…

not death and destruction.

*

My sad condolences to the people of Buffalo whose family members were attacked and killed yesterday by a raving lunatic who thought his humanity was greater in value than the lives of others who were different from him.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Experiment in Bug Control

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The past few years I have been trying to keep my garden pests away without using toxic chemical sprays or dust. I used neem oil and dish soap, which helped some, but did not quite do what I hoped. This year I am seeing a lot of holes in the leaves of my Salvia and green beans, so I thought I would do some experimenting and see if I could make my own bug spray.

Since cedar has such a strong distinct smell, I clipped some green ends along with some mint tea and a few leaves from my geranium plant. In the tea bed I found some long-stemmed weeds that have a strong odor as well. I cut them up and put them in an old blender and filled it half full of water. By blending it for about a minute it all turned into a green smoothy. The gook floated to the top and the liquid stayed below. I dumped off the liquid and added more water to the thick gook and blended it all again. By the second round I had about a half-gallon of liquid. It was very strong smelling of cedar which I hope will make the little critters think twice before nibbling on my veggies and flowers.

Now I have to figure out how much I have to dilute it to make it work without harming my plants. I took the thick gook and spread it around the base of my Salvia. No use wasting anything! Hopefully it will work!

Green smoothie’s foul smell

Keeping bugs and mites away

Organic bug spray

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Finding Success

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Success comes from within

Not from what we have

or the car we drive

or the house we live in

or the trophies we have won

Success is getting up when you fall

Believing you can continue on

Knowing who you are

And what you can do

Success is loving and being loved

Knowing the value of family

The importance of friends

And that children are an extension of you

Success is giving $15 worth of work

On a job that pays only $10 an hour

Success is treating others with respect

even when you are mistreated

Success is standing up for justice

For those who are being oppressed

Success comes from within

From the core of your being

Success is who you believe you are

and being all you can be

Success is loving God and those around you

being willing to serve others for the good of all

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

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Heart Attack Desert

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Cream Cheese and Cherries

All sweetness and tart

Melts in my mouth

A delectable work of art

*

Each year she asks

When my birthday rolls around

What shall I make you

A chocolate or a pound

*

No cake

No candles

Just Cherry Delight

It’s all I ever want

I’ll eat it every night

*

Although she makes it

She’s reminded of fat

Filling my veins with

Cholesterol and plaque

Seems all the good stuff

Wants to hang around

I’ll take my chances

Though it makes me rotund

*

A  Cherry Delight birthday

I never get enough

The best dessert for me

Until I am stuffed

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Misky asked us to write a poem about food. Since my birthday just passed, and my wife made me my favorite desert, I decided to share a poem I wrote a few years ago.

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Here is the recipe by request:

Cherry Delight
1 9oz grand cracker crust
1 pk 8 oz Cream Cheese
1 can Sweetened Condensed Milk
1/3 cup lemon juice
1 tsp vanilla
1 can of Cherry Pie filling

Beat cream cheese until fluffy. Blend in the condensed milk. Add the lemon juice and Vanilla. Pour into the pie crust and chill in the fridge for 2-3 hours. Top with chilled cherries.

 

 

 

The Call

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Carrie woke to her cell phone lit up and vibrating on the nightstand. It was a text that simply said,

” It’s ready!”

“Please call ASAP.”

She had been waiting anxiously for the past two months for this call. Three times a week, as Carrie sat hooked up to the dialysis machine, she dreamed of this day.

This was an experiment she volunteered for over a year ago. Researchers at Wake Forest University finally perfected a way to take tissue from her bad kidney, isolate the good cells, and grow a new healthy kidney. It would eliminate the rejection factor.

But would it work?

Many anxious thoughts raced through her mind as she stared at the phone. “For how can I be sure I shall see again the world on the first of May?” she wondered.

There were no guarantees, she would be the first.

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Today at d’Verse, Merril gave us this prosery prompt:

For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May”

–From “May Day” by Sara Teasdale

We are to take this line from the poem and include it in a flash fiction piece of 144 words. My story inspiration came form a PBS show where are Wake Forest Research doctor talked about this kind of thing being studied. In time they will be able to grow new organs from your own body tissue. How amazing is that!

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