I love painting large canvases. I get them from the local Habitat Restore and recycle them into my own creations. The problem is, I don’t have places to hang all of them. A couple of years ago, I ask one of the town officials in Waxhaw if I could hang some of them in an old stirwell. I was able to hang several of them. Everyone who goes up and down gets to enjoy them. Much better than sitting in my garage collecting dust.
Large paintings hanging
Free showing for all to see
on stairwell landings
Paintings by: Dwight L.Roth
The Full Moon in August is referred to by the Native Americans as the Sturgeon Moon. It is thought that it was due to the large numbers of sturgeon that were available in the northern lakes and rivers at this time of year. Sturgeon are thought to be prehistoric remnants of the ice age. They are bottom feeders that live much longer than most fish. Their boney scale-less bodies and long pointy noses make them look quite different from most fish. Today, Frank Tassone asked us to write a Haikai poem that refers to the Sturgeon Moon. The painting above, of the moon over the mountains and the flowing river, is one I did a few months back. Yesterday, I went back and added more details and color to the original. It is a recycled painting from the Habitat Restore.
Sturgeon Moon rises
Like a boney reflection
This is my little corner of the garage where I do my painting!
Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/08/10/haikai-challenge-99-8-10-19-sturgeon-moon-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/
I saw this beautiful butterfly on my orange Zinnias today, as I was mowing my back yard. He did not seem to mind as I got very close with my iPhone to get a few photos. Later, when I looked at the photos I noticed he had the outer edge of his right wing missing as well as one of the tail pieces. I had to think how this butterfly is just like us with all of our flaws and missing pieces. Best of all, I saw it did not make it any less beautiful at all. With all of our flaws, we too are still beautiful, created in the image of God.
Even with missing pieces
We are still worthwhile
iPhone Photos: Dwight L. Roth
“What brings you peace of mind and cleanses your spirit?” This was our question for the d’Verse Poets Pub poetics this evening. For me it is not just one particular thing. I love sitting under the trees and watching nature hum all around me. Music soothes my soul, both listening and playing music on my guitar with others. I love going to the Nursing Home each week where I read stories and play music and sing with them. I always come away renewed! But, I have found that posting on my blog each day brings me the most peace of mind. If I have been busy all day, all that mind clutter goes away when I sit in my chair and begin writing a poem and finding a photo or two that I can add to it. Sometimes it is the other way around. If I have no particular inspiration, I look through my photo files and am always able to find inspiration. Connecting with all of you is most rewarding. It is not so much the likes on my posts, but the comments and personal interactions that make what I do here worthwhile. So, for that I say thank you for your support and encouragement.
Sharing thoughts with you
Connecting with such great friends
Brings joy to my soul
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Join us at: https://dversepoets.com
Tuesday, August 6th is the anniversary of the bombing of Hiroshima. People gather at the Peace Memorial to remember, to mourn, and to call for peace. Revenge is never sweet. The killing of innocent women and children puts their blood on our hands. Desperation often ends in disaster, whether individually or nationally. We must find a way to live and love in more peaceful ways.
Shell reminds us all
Silent echos still cry out
Who will call for peace?
Photo: Hiroshima Peace Memorial – Bing Photo
Frank Tassone hosts Haibun Monday at d’Verse Poets Pub. He asked us to write a remembrance of the destruction of Hiroshima for the anniversary tomorrow.
Join us at: https://dversepoets.com
Once again we hear of senseless shootings in El Paso, Texas and Dayton, Ohio. In a world filled with stress and divisiveness this has sadly become something to be expected. Without addressing the root problem of mental illness it will continue on into the future. The song of the Katydid reminds us that life will go on in spite of us.
Sounds of shots echo
Evil rears its ugly head
Katydid still sings
Photo: Public Domain
Frank Tassone asks us to write a Haikai poem that includes the Katydid.
Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/08/04/haikai-challenge-98-8-4-19-katydid-kirigirisu-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/
Traveling up the Rhine River, we passed through several locks, where the ship enters and is raised to a higher level. We went through most of them at night, but on this evening we came to a lock just before sunset. It was an interesting experience to see the water filling the lock and watch us rise. The opposite doors slowly opened and we moved on up the river just as the sun was setting. It reminded me of life.
Rocks in our life stream…
Pause // close the door behind you
Let good friends lift you;
Move to a higher level
Let negative pain behind.
Summer sun drops low…
Enjoy the evening orange hues
Tomorrow // new day
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Posted on https://dversepoets.com open link night!
We were told trees are not planted on the dikes at Kinderjik. The reason is because if storms come through and blows them over it would tear up the dikes. There are a few willow trees that grow close to the windmills. They are used to grow saplings year after year for the Miller to use in various situations. The fence you see above is made of woven willow saplings. Reeds grow all along the dikes and are also harvested and dried. They are use for weaving baskets. Reed roots also help stabilize the dikes. They are places for ducks and birds to live and nest.
Reeds and willow sticks
Harvested every summer
Stacked and dried in sun
Builds fences, gates, and baskets
Dutch ingenuity shows
Reeds grow all along the dikes at Kinderjik and are dried for use
Willow sticks and reeds are stacked to dry for future use
Goat pen gate and feeding trough made from willow saplings
You can see how the saplings are trimmed off this willow stump
One of very few trees seen on the dikes of Kinderjik.
Photos from Kinderjik, Netherlands: Dwight L. Roth
How hot is it? Hot enough to go skinny dipping! When we were docked at Strasbourg, France, it was 96 F. Europe was having a heat wave As we were leaving for our tour, we looked down the way, just beyond our ship, and there along the shore was a middle aged man skinny dipping! It did not seem to bother him at all that he was so near to a shipload of people. He came up out of the water, picked up his clothes and began to dress!
Hot summer calls for
a skinny dip in the Rhine
French men are not shy
When we were leaving for a walk later in the afternoon he was back carrying a bucket!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth