Happy New Years 2019


A New Year’s Blessing
May your old year pass with peace and celebration
May you let all your worries remain in 2018
Hold your friends dear to your heart
Let loyalty and love be your coat of arms
Let your grief do its work in your soul
Never forget those who passed on
Keep your family precious and spouse revered
Treat everyone with dignity and respect
May your wishes become goals to attain
With God’s strength work toward that end
May you follow the light of the Spirit in your heart
Walk with God as you would your closest friend
Trust that all things will work out for your good
Be thankful for all of your blessings of life
May you live every day as the “Word made flesh”
May you be a light and a beacon to all
Happy New Year 2019


Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Old Songs


Last week we got together with some old college friends, and their spouses, from the late 1960s. During those years we sang together in a group we called the Optimists. The Folk Music era was in full swing and the songs of Peter, Paul, and Mary as well as many other musicians influenced our song choices. We rented a house on Lake Wiley and spent four great days together singing and catching up on our lives. It was a wonderful time. The songs and harmonies came back together just like it was yesterday!

Old Songs

Notes cling to the chambers of my brain

Hanging there stretched across my mind

The first three notes…………

Drawing me like a moth to a flame

Snagging me with silky smooth harmonies

Wrapping me tightly in a cocoon of pleasure

Lost in dusty webs of the past fifty years

Sucked in and stored away for evermore

Eight-legged bands are now long gone

Leaving me stuck in the recesses of history

In an egg sac // hatching out tunes of my own

Running here and there stringing new webs

Never forgetting how great it was

To be caught up in the old song’s web

Notes branded on my brain for ever

Creating an identity of who I am today!


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Finding Success

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Does becoming Miss Home Coming Queen mean you are a success? It is wonderful to be recognized in this way, but there is more to success than a short lived recognition. Success is who you are, not what you have accumulated.

Finding Success
Success comes from within
Not from what we have
The car we drive
The house we live in
The trophies we have won
Success is getting up when you fall
Believing you can continue on
Knowing who you are
And what you can do
Success is loving and being loved
Knowing the value of family
The importance of friends
And that children are an extension of you
Success is giving $12 worth of work
On a job that pays only $6
Success is treating others with respect
Even when you are mistreated
Success is standing up for justice
For those who are being oppressed
Success comes from within
From the core of your being
Success is who you believe you are
And being all you can be


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

This photo was taken in 1978 when I was teaching elementary school at Inborden School in Halifax County, North Carolina.

Some Endings…


Some endings seem to be more difficult than others…

Pulling on heartstrings trying to sew the broken

Crying tears of sorrow for a love turned cold

Graduation brings a mixed bag of joy and apprehension

Knowing challenges // struggles // and hard work lay in store

On the only path to their growth and success

Friend separation leaves empty space // but never in our heart

True friendship never ends// no matter how far they roam

Reunions always seem like it was only yesterday


But // losing a loved one is the most difficult of all endings

A child before parent // an unimaginable ending

A parent who passes early leaves a giant hole in one’s heart

Cruel dementia is very difficult to accept

Living on without memory is an ending none of us desire

Living till we die is what we all hope and pray for

Some endings are more difficult than others


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

While commenting on Robert Okaji’s post “Forgotten” I wrote the statement in the opening line of this poem. I decided to use it as today’s prompt. Check out his post:



Girl Talk



Girl friends share their dreams

Whisper their secret crush

Bare their souls as one

Sixteen seems a long way off

When you are only thirteen


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Waiting for Lunch


This painting of a lone egret was painted for our friend Jean, who lives in Alberta. I originally painted a large painting of the same scene. When she saw it she loved it, but it was too big to ship. So I painted a smaller one and packed it in between the clothes in my suitcase, when we traveled to Edmonton.  It is one of the few oils I have done. I usually paint with acrylics. The painting was still in tact when we opened the suitcase. She has it hanging on the wall in her kitchen, and enjoys it every day!

Patiently watching

Unseen critters provide lunch

Reflection follows


Egret Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Beyond Imagination



I have been pushed and shoved all my life

Thanks to friends who cared…

Seeing more in me than I see in myself

Learning to do more than I could ever imagine

From computers to art // writing memoirs // and poetry

Publishing books on Amazon //and writing a blog…

Things I never imagined ten years ago

Susan // Kym // and Tom

Encouraging // urging // helping me

Opening doors to new worlds of wonder

Imagination that knows no end

Wonderful friends all over the world

Communicating with me every day

Keeping me on the edge of inspiration


Photo: Ruth Roth

Our challenge today comes from Mich at d’Verse. Looking at learning that continues throughout life, she asked us to write a poem telling about something we are learning.

I am forever thankful for friends, whom I mention in my poem, who have urged me to move into the world of writing. Without their encouragement, I would not be writing this blog.

It is such a wonderful thing to be able to learn to know all of you. Your great writing and words of encouragement, given to me in your comments, keep me coming back for more. I have learned so much form all of you at the d’Verse poetry group. I am now writing poetry that I never even heard of two years ago! Thank You All!!

Come join us at d’Verse: hppt://dversepoets.com



Edmonton, Alberta


How does one connect with a city of almost a million people?  It is not how many people live in this large city , but rather how many great people you connect with when you are there.   We have visited Edmonton many times over the past forty years. My wife grew up in Alberta and her parents moved at midlife to Edmonton.  The painting above shows the progression of their life form bush country of Calling Lake, to a house in the city, to a condo, and eventually to a care facility in the city. I did this painting in 2013, after we learned that her mother had a brain tumor and had to move to a care facility.

Edmonton Alberta

Gateway to the North

Fort McMurry and Calling Lake

Home of Loved ones past and present

Almost a million people

Travel streets and shovel sidewalks.

Where winter comes early

And spring comes late.

The Saskatchewan River winds among

Tall buildings // parks and bridges throughout.

Edmonton Oilers call it home…

Even though Wayne left for warmer climes

West Edmonton Mall the largest of all…

Amusement park // Water Park

Skating rink // all under one roof.

But the best part of all is the people…

Dear friends // and family make it worthwhile

Parent past // parent present

Memories of good times for one and all


Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Our prompt today, on d’Verse, is to write a poem about a city… a place we have lived, visited , or wish to visit.

Why I Write

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I write from a very visceral place down deep in my soul. Seventy years have left a lot of indelible tattoos on my soul that are just now coming to the surface as poetry. Aging, depression, Alzheimer’s, pain, and wonderful, spiritual goodness have all written their name on me. Now I am sorting them out one poem at a time.

I started writing poetry in 2013, and continue to do so because of the influence of a dear friend and poet, Kym Gordon Moore. As the head of a poetry group, she lit my fire for writing. Kym encouraged me to start a blog.  She introduced me to Tom Davis, Editor of Old Montain Press, who encouraged me to write my memoirs and put them on Amazon Kindle.  These two friends are the reason I write! Now I cannot help myself. I have to write! I feel like I live on the edge of inspiration!

I am a self-taught poet. I was not an English major, nor a reader of all the great works from poets of the past. I have found most of my inspiration from poets I follow on WordPress.  Many times I will be reading through your poetry and a bit of inspiration strikes me. I will take that and form a new and different poem as a result.  d’Verse has been a great help to me in learning new forms of poetry. I love all the challenges and the encouragement I get from you who choose to read my poems. Thank you!

Seeds of goodness grow

Warmed and watered by good friends

Blooms of hope and joy


Kym Gordon Moore:  https://frombehindthepen.wordpress.com/author/frombehindthepen/

Old Mountain Press:  http://oldmp.com/ 

My Books on Amazon Kindle:


Toni, at d’Verse~Poetry Pub, asked us to write a haibun telling who inspired us and why we write poetry.  This is my tribute to good friends who encouraged me along the way.

Lasting Memories

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Mem’ries // mortar joints

Sealing life events with love

Laying foundations

Strengthening relationships

Fam’lies last for a lifetime

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Frank asked us to write a poem of only five lines, any style, for our d’Verse poetry prompt. My poem uses the Tanka 5-7-5-7-7 pattern. Hopefully it is done correctly.

Come join us at: https://dversepoets.com/