Destroying Elegance

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Yesterday morning when I went out on my deck to fill the bird bath bowl, I noticed this gorgeous spider’s web hanging on the downspout! I am always in awe when I see such a beautiful piece of Nature’s artwork. I immediately got my camera and took a couple of photos. I am sure the neighbors thought I was shooting at their upstairs windows, but this was too good to miss. Sadly, when I went back out at noon it was gone. Not a trace left to see. I am thinking that a bird might have flown through it.

Spider’s Web

Even elegance

has its minor flaws

Gone in an instance

destroyed by lack of perception

or intention

Start over or go hungry

Perhaps in a new location

Creativity is never completely destroyed

Like matter, it just changes form

and life goes on


Photo: Dwight L. Roth


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Each year, volunteer sunflowers grow under the bird feeder outside my kitchen window. This year several came us and are growing well. This is my first bloom of summer!

Sunflower seeds drop

Some take root growing up tall

First flower bloom smiles


Photo: Dwight L. Roth





Dreams of Cherry Blossoms

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In our travels last weekend, we once again saw many family members we had not seen since before Covid. My nephew has a cute young girl who is full of life and lots of imagination. She told her parents she wanted to go to Japan to see the Cherry Blossoms. But instead of making that trip they came up with a compromise and drove to Washington, DC the next day where they saw these beautiful Cherry Blossoms in full bloom.

Cherry blossoms bloom

Lighting trees both near and far

Making young girls smile


Photo: Cedric Roth

Haibun Monday at d’Verse, with Frank Tassone giving us a Cherry Blossom prompt for spring.

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Silent Voices

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Spring slams its door on winter’s icy blast

Calling the groundhog from its dark burrow

And snowbirds to make their way North again

As green shoots push their way up through dead grass

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A symphony of yellow daffodils

Lift their silent voices in joyous song

Basking in warm blue skies and bright sunshine

While my tiny little wren sings happy trills

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The hope of spring comes with evening frog songs

Rising from muck and mud to let us know

Their blended harmonies; Nature’s foreplay,

continues from pond and tree all night long

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Flowers bloom, Russian tanks invade Ukraine

to satisfy Putin’s lust for power


Daffodil Photos from my back yard today: Dwight L. Roth

Purpose Renewed

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Experience drifts silently through my veins

Inspiration weeps keeping me alive

I visit catacombs of long dead pains

From dark tunnels sweet memories revive


Inspiration seeps pushing me forward

Experience flowing onto my pages

Finding purpose in my journey onward

Drifting memories saved for the ages


From those sealed dark tombs of long hidden pain

Entangled roots unfettered confidence

New life flows silently rising above the shame

Every heartbeat carries experience


Purpose for living drifting silently

Beauty shining in memories revived

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

At d’Verse, Ingrid asked us to feel the footsteps/ heartbeat of iambic pentameter and write a poem in this form.

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Royal Splendor

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Though life took its toll and age unraveled before her
She held her head high crowned with royal splendor
Containing a sweetness outlasting the superficial
Beauty from within crowning life’s aging body
Where one could draw nectar from her soul
the honey of life


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, De Jackson asked us to write a Quadrille of exactly 44 words using any form of the word crowned. This is a zinnia head, from my flower garden, that has lost all its petals, yet continues to feed the bee that comes for nectar. An example for us all.

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Ode to the Dying

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O fair flower, so quickly you’re fading…

Deep red transformed into gossamer wings.

 While all around you remains vibrant green

another emerges to take your place


O frail beauty, intense brightness shines forth

reflected from petals bent and browning…

Shriveling // curling inward in death

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse were are writing a Quadrille of exactly 44 words using any form or use of the word fair.

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