Spider’s Equinox

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Golden strands of a spider’s web shine in my window as the sun was setting in the distance. Today, for Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge, we are using the September Equinox as our prompt. Earlier, I watched a writing spider spread her web across my dying zinnias, hoping to catch that one last bug before cold weather closes in for good.

Spiders spin crossroads
Sun sets on golden silk strands
Shining fall colors
September Equinox makes
crossroad tangled deal once more

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

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Reflection

Old model A rusting away - Marc Andrew (4)

Aging rusts the soul
Life scattered like lights and doors
Falling leaves hide rust

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Autumn Contemplation shows

Nature reclaims everything

Photo: Marc Andrew

Frank Tassone asked us to consider Autumn Contemplation, as we come to the end of this long hot summer. There are many ways autumn makes us stop and think about life. Nature, aging, and the combination of both remind me I am not invincible. When I was young, aging seemed far off, but now I am in the autumn of my life and realize in time I too will be like the car in the photo above. When gone, I will be remembered in bits and pieces, but soon, those too will fall by the wayside and the leaves of time will cover all. I decided to use this great photo again and write from a little different perspective.  I am using it with permission from my nephew, Marc Andrew.

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Check out my previous post for another perspective!

 

 

Gumballs

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Before I moved to North Carolina, I thought gumballs were those giant bubblegum balls you could get from a machine at the entrance of a store.  You put your nickel/quarter in the slot, turn the handle, and the ball would drop and roll into the cup below.  Then, I moved into a house with five giant sweetgum trees. They are a Southern specialty, very prolific in their production of spiky gumballs. The balls produce seeds that open and drop out or get eaten by birds in the Fall. The hard shells, covered in sharp spikes, keep falling all winter long. Just when you think you have raked the last of them, the wind come through and down comes another layer! As you can tell, I like the sweet bubblegum balls much better!

Sweet gumballs // all sugar

Not found on a Sweetgum Tree

Fall gumballs dropping

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Hard prickly seedless shells

Hundreds cover my backyard

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Raindrop Rubies

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Have you ever seen a raindrop ruby shining in the afternoon light? Today was a little warmer, so I decided to catch up on my Fall yard work. When I finished, I sat down in my Adirondack Chair under the trees to cool off. I checked my cell phone for a while. At one point a few sprinkles fell. Two very tiny droplets landed on middle of my phone glass. As I looked at them I they looked like minute rubies and emeralds, depending on which way I turned the phone in the light.
I wondered how many people would have wiped the phone and missed the rubies. Very similar to life. If we take time to look around us, we might just find some sparkling rubies and emeralds in people we would usually pass over.

Raindrops on the glass
Refracted rubies sparkle
Fall rainbow compressed
Into tiny water drops
Look closely before they’re gone

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Last Rose of Summer

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We enjoyed a warm Fall, but now the cold air is moving in and what had escaped the earlier cool nights is now getting frosted. I went out today to see what had survived and found the last rose of summer still bright red for one last day. Some of the others around it were wilting from the frost we had last night.

Frosty air arrives

Last rose of summer still smiles

Tomorrow she’ll die

Leaves shiver // aged overnight

Winter’s knocking on the door

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

 

Sleeping Fireball

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Spring Forward… Fall Backwards

It happens every year as regular as clockwork

Playing with light // playing with time

Daylight Savings Time // Eastern Standard Time

Shifting daylight // stealing from dusk

Watching in desperation as the sun goes to sleep

Snoring through December as light dissolves into darkness

Like a bear in winter chasing dreams through the galaxy

Sleet and snow keep us slip sliding away

Wishing for lengthening days and summer sunshine

When once again that sleepy fireball lights up the sky

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Open link night at d’verse and Kim reminded us that time changes this weekend. So here is my poem about Falling Backwards.

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Spring/Fall Flowers

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With all the rain and warm Fall weather, the azaleas are blooming today. I saw several bushes with blooms all over them.  Other flowers seem confused as well. This week I saw flowering pear trees blooming! Perhaps someone needs to inform them it is not spring!!

Spring blooms in the Fall

Azaleas opening

Put them back to sleep

 

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iPhone photos unedited: Dwight L. Roth

Sawing Logs

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I enjoy trying different things like painting old rusty saws. Painting gives them a new and useful life. Painting a saw is sort of like writing a Haiku. You have to condense a lot into a very small space. Most saws I have seen were painted horizontally. I tried painting this one vertically. It really condensed the space available.

Summer’s gone // school starts

Beach memories fading fast

Fire warms // I saw logs

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Saw Painting: Dwight L. Roth