Jaded

Let us not become jaded

With reports of senseless violence

Brought to us in living color

Real time action like virtual reality

Worn across our eyes

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Let us not become jaded

Thinking all is lost and evil has won

Don’t believe it do not fear

Brother helps sister when danger is near

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Let us not become jaded

For love is not lost / truth will triumph

Tragedy brings unity

Realizing what is really important

We stand arm in arm and hand in hand

Knowing that in the end

Love Wins!

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Open link night at d’Verse. It is easy to become jaded with all that happens in the world around us. I have revised this piece from a couple of years ago, to remind us that truth is light and love is truth and Love wins!

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The Big Chill

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Yellow flowers teasing
Blossoms shining in the sun
Tonight they shiver
Returning cold weather chills
Springtime buds will wait awhile

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Frank Tassone’s Haiku challenge this week talks about the return of cold weather after our nice warm spell that touched us last week.

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Catching Snowflakes

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We had a beautiful snow fall today with big flakes tumbling down. With 40 F temps it did not stick to the ground. It was great to see once again. I thought of this poem I had posted earlier. when the snow stayed around awhile.
Snowflake so perfect so unique
One of a kind ephemeral beauty
Dancing through the air, cold as ice.
I followed her as she floated in free fall
Admiring all those glittering points of light.
I reached out to touch her glistening face
Only to find her cheeks cold to the touch,
Her light being only reflected, not inborn.
Landing with all the others
She froze in place, frigid unmoving
Her individual glory lost in the masses.
Her cold cold frozen heart melted
In the early morning sunshine.
Sparkling once more she disappeared
Right before my eye

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

First Bloom

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The daffodils began showing a couple of weeks ago. I saw the buds had formed last week. Today the first bloom opened in the sunshine along my front walk. With more cold weather to come, it will be interesting to see how long it lasts.

Mild winter // cool rains

Bring daffodil bulbs to life

Blooming before spring

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

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Chasing Snowflakes

winter 2020 019 (2).jpgSnowflake // so perfect so unique
One of a kind ephemeral beauty
Dancing through the air, cold as ice.
I followed her as she floated in free fall
Admiring all those glittering points of light.
I reached out to touch her glistening face
Only to find her cheeks cold to the touch
Her light being only reflected // not inborn.
Landing with all the others
She froze in place // frigid unmoving;
Her individual glory lost in the masses.
Her cold, cold frozen heart melted
In the early morning sunshine.
Sparkling once more, she disappeared
Right before my eyes.

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Out in the Cold

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What do birds do on frigid winter nights?
Huddling cold together they shiver and shake;
Snow falling //a million different shapes;
Layers fields with diamonds// all catching light.

When winds howl, I’m snug // asleep in my bed
Birds have no blankets // no warm comfy house
Out in the cold sleeping under pine boughs
No place of protection to lay their heads

We can’t house all the birds in warm delight.
The same true with people, which makes me sad;
Many live in fear // no beds to be had;
While the rest of us live // sleep well at night.

In spite of the cold most birds do survive;
Third world people struggle to stay alive.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today is open link night at d’Verse and Grace reminded us of the loss of a great poet, Mary Oliver, who loved writing poems about her experience in nature. I decided to write this sonnet as a tribute to her love of nature and the questions she might ask.

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Reminder of Spring (a Sonnet-3)

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Winter is the time of the year when many people find it difficult to cope. Depression is common during these dark days. Today I saw my daffodils pushing through the mulch in my flower bed. Although it is the middle of winter, it is a reminder for all of us that winter is always follow by spring. I wrote the following Sonnet to say that this can be true on a personal level as well.

There in the sunshine pushing through cold ground;
Shoots of green daffodils, reaching for light;
Hidden strength revealed // energetic might;
The middle of winter // they can’t stay down!

Cold weather will come; chilling snow will fall.
Flowers still grow in the darkest of days;
As the light returns to shine through the haze;
Green shoots arising standing proud and tall.

It’s important to recall // in darkest night;
When life turns cruel and depression rises;
Deep inside us // we reach up for the light.

Springtime always follow winter’s dark night.
We will rise // and push through with all our might;
Renewing our strength we bask in the light!

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

I have gone back and revised this Sonnet to add to Jilly’s d’verse challenge to use enjambment in our poems. The use of punctuation increased readability and allows the reader to be able to know what the writer intended.

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