Blossoms to Beans

I am sad to see the beautiful purple hyacinth blossoms falling as the bees and humming bird suck out the last bit of nectar. Pollen has been passed around freely by all, and the cool breath of Fall is creeping in behind shortened days. In place of the blossoms purple seed pods emerge carrying on new life from season to season.

Bean blossoms preserved

Hidden within purple seeds

Fall is here once more

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Summer’s End

“Broken shadows across the cracked ground”

Sunflower bows its withered head

Dry seeds pecked out by finches

Leaves droop in hot sunshine

Stalk towering tall

Equinox winks

Trees blushing

Welcome

Fall

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today’s Poetics at d’Verse once again challenges me to try something new. Laura asked us to write a poem using a line from a list given. The one I am doing is the Nonet, which is syllable based starting with nine and ending with one. She gave us a choice of beginning lines and we had to continue it in sequence. I chose: “Broken shadows across the cracked ground” (cite Merwin) .With the Fall Equinox just around the corner, I used my dried up sunflower as my subject.

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Moment in Time

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September air held a slight chill.

Friends were warm and caring

as Uncle David was memorialized;

Now, we explored tangible roots

at the old Snavely Mill of his childhood

where he and brother Paul played

boating and swimming at the millpond.

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Suddenly // seemingly out of nowhere

a Great White Egret rose majestically

from the rust colored weeds

dying along the pond’s edge.

Circling for a moment above the trees

it flew gracefully on up the pond

and out of sight…

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

This is the eighth anniversary for the d”Verse Poets Pub. Brian shared some special moments in time that we all experience. He asked us to think about a special moment in time and write a poem to take us there!  This is one of my favorite moments I have experienced. Hope you enjoy it too!

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The Lore of Chrismas

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When we were visiting the Oregon Coast, we saw this set of bushes decorated with every kind of float you could imagine. They won’t need to decorate for Christmas. This colorful display will do just fine!

Colorful floats shine

calling for Christmas to come

Kids dream of Santa

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Laid to Rest

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Leaves are laid to rest;
Blanketing the ground around the stones
of those already laid to rest.
Golden brown they fall
scattering in the wind // drifting gently;
A covering for those who have already
passed the winter of their life…
and those who left much too soon.
Soon the oak will be bare of leaves
its branches reaching up toward the blue sky.
Standing tall and stately over the cemetery
it knows when Spring comes
new life
will be drawn from its roots.
And, when this winter is past
it will put out new leaves
that will, once again, shade those
 who have already been laid to rest.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

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

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