Unmovable Rock

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Spring is all around us, spreading pollen as leaves and flowers flourish. The joy of springtime is not inhibited by human crisis! Rocks remind us that what is solid is unmoved. As we lift prayers and hope for those working on the front lines of the Coronavirus, we must remember that the words on our coins are not just a nice saying, but rather the solid rock of our faith… In God We Trust!

Beauty rises high

above all // glorious Spring

Rocks remain solid

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

 

Last Chance

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Dogwood park is closing tomorrow with the announcement of the stay at home order for the state of North Carolina. Only essential movement is permitted.  We decided to take advantage of the gorgeous day and meet our Son and family at the park for the first time on over three weeks. We picnicked using two tables and spread out making no physical contact with them. How odd not to greet with hugs!  It was a beautiful day and the dogwoods for which the park was named were in full bloom.

A beautiful day

Park will be closed from now on…

Dogwoods still blooming

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Other families were enjoying the park….

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

New Meaning

Burnt Barn...

Forced Solitary
Old walls come down
We must talk
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Light breaks the darkness
Building bridges heart to heart
Words hold new meaning
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“Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”
~Mizuta Masahide

Mish, at d’verse, asked what we can learn from all unsettling things that are happening around us. The quote by Mizuta Masahide shows that good can come from what most would consider tragedy. She asked us to write with this quote in mind.

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Mother

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Sweet bluebird // a magical beauty
Perched on the rod outside my window.
Tiny sharp talons gripped tightly.
Seeing her reflection on the surface;
She flung herself at the image;
Thinking it to be another female.
This is her territory…
Guarded fiercely at all cost!

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Linda asked us to write a Quadrille of 44 words, using a form of the word magic.

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Time and Perspective

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“A time for every purpose under heaven…”
A perspective for all of us to consider…

A time for thinking…
Seems everything moves but me
Watching trees turn green

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Tinnitus drowns cricket’s song
Tick-or-tape thoughts click on by…

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…Which time will it be for me?

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

Happiness and Joy

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In this time of uncertainty we soon find out who we really are as people. Some go into a tail spin and become fearful of every little thing. Others try in vain to stock up hoards of stuff to satisfy their manic tendencies. Some believe God is in control and all will work out in time for our good.  For many, happiness is gone; replaced with anxiety. I am sure we all experience some of these tendencies. How we approach a crisis is much the same as we approach our every day life. Happiness is like the weather; sunny one day and raining the next. Joy goes to the core of our being and sustains us through the bad weather that will come in our lives. Remember what is important in life.

Happiness and Joy
Happiness is a little bird
Perched on the rail
Right within my grasp
Only to fly away
The moment
I reach out to take hold of it.
Joy is the blood
Pumping through my veins
A constant rhythm of rejuvenation
Not something to be possessed
Rather something to be
Joy is what keeps my soul alive

 

I posted this back in December, but feel it might be helpful to post it again.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Soaring

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Today // I sat and watched a hawk
come sailing through the trees

Pushed by the wind he picked up speed
Wings folded back flying like a bullet

Lifting to ride on the March winds
Dipping diving // circling lifting
calling raspy notes to his mate

Today // first day of spring…
My mind soared in freedom

with every sweeping pass

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D.L Roth Photos

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Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge
And many mountains across the country
Spinning their endless webs of twisted wire.
Across peaks and valleys, they stretch endlessly
Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads
Shimmering with dew drops when it rains
Full of power // deadly currents of life
Some with twenty-five thousand volts.
From dams to cities across the way
These giant colossus spread their webs
Bringing energy and light to the darkest night
Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun…
Woven across the scars of the landscape
Over rocks and hills with a never-ending hum.
Without them life as we know it would cease!

This poem was accepted in the North Carolina Bards Charlotte Anthology of Poetry.  It will come out in May.

Photo: Dwight l. Roth

I am posting this one tonight on d’Verse Poets Pub open link.

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Don’t Worry Be Happy

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-diB65scQU
Don’t let the possibilities of tomorrow spoil the good day you have at present!
Live one day at a time // find joy in each day
avoid talk media effervescent
Keep in touch with others
look out for the needs of those around you
Enjoy the sunshine
take a walk
listen to the birds
breathe in the fresh air
Read a good book
turn off the screen and talk to each other
Call a relative
let them know you are concerned for their welfare
Tomorrow may be different
but today is a great day
make the most of it!

YouTube Video from Vevo

Photo: Dwight L. Roth