Sisters

EER_0112 (2)

Sisters share the love

Mutual bond like no other

Sisters always care

EER_0113 (2)

Memories made remembered still

Long after they both are grown

EER_0114 (2)

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Advertisements

Midsummer Solstice

EER_0796

Summer solstice here
Midsummer heat arrived early
Thankful for cool air
Sol sistere // sun stands still
Day and night ponder future
*********
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Frank Tassone asked us to consider the up coming solstice, which is sometimes referred to as Midsummer Solstice. In the southern hemisphere is the Midwinter Solstice. He asked that we write the haikai poem of our choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to our choice of either midsummer (manatsu) of midwinter (mafuyu).

Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/06/15/haikai-challenge-90-6-15-19-midsummer-manastu-midwinter-mafuyu-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

When Trees Are Gone

EER_0532 (2)

With the economy booming in our area, more and more trees are being cleared to make room for new housing developments. There is no attempt to save the existing trees. Everything is stripped to bare ground, ground up and hauled away. Giant machines turn fifty year old trees into wood chips in a matter of minutes.

What happens when we remove so many trees from our environment? Wildlife gets condensed into smaller and smaller areas. Birds lose their annual nesting locations, and more and more deer are killed by the on slot of cars brought on by development. There appears to be little or no effort to create better highways to accomodate the increased vehicles. We wonder why climate change is bringing warmer weather. Could it be that we take little thought for the tree we are so eager to discard.

Trees cry tears and leaves

Chipper turns years into chips

Earth struggles to breathe

EER_0542 (2)

EER_0580 (2)

EER_0566

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

This post was inspired by one done by Kym Gordon Moore discussing the same subject.

https://frombehindthepen.wordpress.com/2019/06/13/attack-of-the-wild/

 

Plastic Earth

EER_0790 (3).JPG

“Where were you when the earth was plastic?” This is what God asked Job, in answer to Job’s complaint about his woes and sorrow. Obviously this is more of a paraphrase than a quote. I love to think about the time when the earth was in its formative years. The beauty of geological time is written in the rock layers all around us. I can’t imagine the tremendous forces that lifted and bent these rocks. Once mud on the ocean floor, these rocks are now part of the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Fossils tell of a very different time. I have broken open rocks and found perfect fossils in them. I have cracked geodes open to find amethyst crystals that grew as lava cooled millions of years ago. So when you complain about your situations in life, I ask, “Where were you when the earth was plastic?”

Read writing in rocks

Recognize we are but dust

Gives life perspective

 

EER_0791 (3)

EER_0800 (2)

EER_0799 (2)

Photos: Dwight L. Roth – taken at the Linville Falls in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina

I am posting this for open link night on d’Verse Poets Pub.

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com

 

Fragrant Breeze

IMG_5964
Lilacs bloom fragrant
Perfume carried on the breeze
Summer’s almost here
Poppies sway // ripples flowing
Gently across Flander’s Field
Reminder to us
That war is filled with blood-shed
Poppies bleed blood red

EER_0603 (2)

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Written for Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge Fragrant Breeze. He also reminds us of the anniversary of D-day and suggested we incorporate that as well.

Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/06/08/haikai-challenge-6-8-19-fragrant-breeze-kunpuu-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Cutting Art

IMG_6340 (2)

Recycled old saw

Dull teeth will never  be sharp

A paradigm shift

Steel blade now a work of art

Blending rust with the ocean

 

IMG_6342 (2).JPG

I finished painting these scenes today on an old saw from Habitat Restore.  Both scenes are on one saw; one scene on each side. This is a fun way to repurpose old saws that would otherwise be discarded.

Snakes on a Log

EER_0059

Snakes sunning on log

Enjoy summer’s heat // and frogs

Fresh out of pea soup

***************

Photo Dwight L. Roth

With the onset of summer heat before spring is over, Frank Tassone asked us to write a Haikai poem eluding to summer heat. These snakes sunning themselves reminds me that there are some who love summer time heat!

Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/06/01/haikai-challenge-88-6-1-19-summer-like-natsumeku-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Fuzzy Duckies

IMG_3040 (2)

A few years ago we visited my wife’s parents in Edmonton, Alberta. At the condo where they lived was a beautiful pond surrounded by a green grassy lawn. It was home to ducks and a Jack Rabbit who loved the fresh green grass. It was wonderful to see a mother duck with her nine little ducklings swimming in the pond.

Spring ducklings swimming

Follow mama round the pond

Jack Rabbit nibbles

IMG_3035

IMG_3038 (2)

IMG_3039 (2)

IMG_3048 (3).jpg

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Memories

Grandma Roth and Christopher 001 (2)

Memorial Day brings back memories of all those loved ones who have passed on.  Hopefully memories are good ones that can be recalled with warm feelings. My mother loved our boys and enjoyed being a part of their life. My father died at age 70, but she live on to be 93. She enjoyed watching them grow and seeing them become parents to her great grandchildren. We look back with fond memories of those days.

Memorial Day brings

memories of lost loved ones.

Always in our hearts

**********

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Patriotic Pride

EER_0729 (2)

On a trip to Myrtle Beach, we saw this truck parked on a corner, in front of a motel where everyone would see. The U.S. Army flag was kept unfurled with a rod. Many returning Veterans wanted all to know that though they came back home, some of their fellow soldiers did not survive. Patriotism and Pride runs deep this Memorial Day.

Band of Brothers’ bond

runs deep, remembering those

flag covered coffins

**********

Photo: Dwight L. Roth