The following are a montage of flowers taken in or around my back yard. I hope you enjoy them.
Spring Flowers blooming
Fill the air with sweet fragrance
While war rages on
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Photos: Dwight L. Roth
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Running Colors – (haiku)
This is a watercolor that painted itself. I put on the color and let it run and then blended a few more colors and low and behold this is what came out! My Bob Ross in watercolor! It is a little dark, but I love color so I tend to get it a little intense! practice practice practice!
Green river flowing
Mountains emerge blending hues
Colors run freely
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`Watercolor Painting: Dwight L. Roth
Just like life!
What are the other colors without me
along side to give them definition.
Red flows like blood
Green like a blanket
Yellow has no end without black
I am what brings life into focus;
Just as Covid-19 rearranged your minds
I create a paradigm shift
For better or for worse…
Only time will tell what I will define!
Painting of Old Ship’s Bones at Nags Head, NC – Dwight L. Roth
As I was reading through the poems from color perspective for our d’Verse prompt, I came to Paul V. Cannon’s post on Black. It occurred to me that without black all the other colors run together. So this poem developed out of that idea.
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I Wanted To Shout – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon | parallax (pvcann.com)
Fading Fast
Summer temperatures in the 90s F have kept us inside. Covid-19 all around us has taken the lives of thousands. Being in the high risk age group it does make me wonder how all this will play out. So far we have been in good health, but we realize that could change rather quickly. We go on with our life taking precautions, wearing masks, and using common sense.
Dried in summer heat
Many around me dropping
Still showing color
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Bees and Butterflies
Bees and butterflies visit my flowers as summer heat soars into the mid 90 F. As they float and flit from flower to flower, I amazed that nectar from a flower can provide enough food to create such beautiful creatures.
Natural beauty shines
Thriving on minuscule drops
Lightness of being
iPhone Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Summer Colors
It is wonderful to see all the birds in the summer feathers. Bright colors are in vogue again for this year. Very striking as they flash in the sunshine!
Daily search for food
Hanging on as suet cake spins
Summer colors bright
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Kaleidoscope of the Soul
This poem evolved from the poem I posted yesterday. An added inspiration!
Imagination… a kaleidoscope of the soul
Drawn from the depths of body soul and spirit
Living colors flowing forth
in music, painting, and written word;
Reshaping the matter of the mind
Like sourdough starter in the bread
Rising to become delectable morsels
for others to enjoy and be inspired
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Stain-Glass from Strasbourg Cathedral
Rich Impressions
Down the street at 1033
red hibiscus flowers grow;
Climbing up the mailbox post…
Putting out blooms for a day
before wilting away.
Rich red hues in morning sunshine…
show the world that one day of beauty
is enough to remember for a lifetime!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, Kim asked us to think about the many ways we us the word rich in our everyday life. We were to choose one of the definitions and write a Quadrille of 44 words.
Christmas Colors
Maple glows bright red
Doesn’t know December’s here
All other trees bare
Red lights in forest window
Nature celebrates Christmas
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Red Maple Photo taken today: Dwight L. Roth
Haikai Tanka for Frank Tassone’s challenge using Christmas as our prompt. One Red maple still has its leaves clinging to its branches. Seems very unusual to see this at this time of year. Shot this photo today to use as my theme.
Leaves
Leaves
Are we not all
But leaves in the stream
Whose lives begin
As bud on twig
Flourishing green
In the sunshine of life
We shine in spring rains
And wave joyfully in the wind
Some get devoured
By those who would
Consume their very being
Sapping strength stealing life
Others scorch
in the heat of drought
Twisting and curling
In dehydrated anguish
Many who make it
Add color as they age
All finally leaving the tree
To be gathered and burned
Or raked and composted
Some catch the wind
For one last hurrah
Landing by fence posts
Or floating downstream
Into the great unknown
But many //surrounded lie
Right where they fall
Blanketing the feet of family
As protection // nourishing spirits
For generations to come
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
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