“Here’s Looking at You Kid”

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I found this cute little guy today on the side of my house when I was rolling up my water hose. He is a common tree frog found in this area and may other parts of the Eastern United States. They are usually more active at night. I love all his little suction cups on his feet.  Keeps him hanging on!

Little green tree frog

Keeps one bulging eye on me

Suction cups for toes

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iPhone Photos:  Dwight L. Roth

Title taken from the movie Casa Blanca   –  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqhNZJKMFLc


Deliberately Indifferent

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I float among distant stars

Collecting starlight to share

Gaze deep into zinnias

Seeds of tomorrow preserved

I watch birds and hear their songs

Writing their tunes in my poems

Yet, your indifference stings

like little ants biting me

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Sanaa introduced us to writing Korean poems, full of nature and emotions of love and loss. They are written in couplets with seven syllable lines. I wrote this title down several days ago thinking I would use it in the future. Today is the day. Hopefully this one is close to what is expected. This is not about any one person, rather about all those who are collectively, deliberately indifferent. And, to all of you who deliberately stay connected and in tune, I say thank you so much!

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The Kill

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I was watching a beautiful National Geographic show on the animals of Yellowstone. At one point two grizzly bears were fighting over the carcass of a dead elk at the edge of the river. As they pushed and shoved, the crows sitting on the limb nearby took advantage of the situation.

While the grizzlies fight

over who owns the carcass…

Crows will eat their fill

This is one of my early paintings, when I was just beginning to learn to paint several years ago.

Backyard Bunny

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I noticed my backyard bunny has been enjoying the grass, since we got a couple of rain showers to freshen it up. She lives in the rabbit run just beyond and to the left of the photos.  I have seen her around for a few years. This morning when we looked out ,she was sitting next to the air conditioner.  It is wonderful to see she feels safe and at home here.

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Backyard Bunny rests

Feels at home in my back yard

Not afraid of me

Sits very still for portraits

Watches me with on sharp eye

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth


Bumble Bee Thoughts

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What does a bumble bee think

buzzing from flower to flower…

Does he know the purpose of his life

any more than you or me?

Driven by survival’s competition

he works from morning till night

collecting pollen // storing away…

Sensing that though it is now summer,

Winter will soon be on the way.

A lesson for all of us to follow…

Working with drive and purpose…

Knowing winter will soon be upon us.

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Haiku for Kids (book)

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Since it is too hot for man or beast outside, I decided to work on a book to help kids write Haiku. It has 24 pages of full color photos, with a guide and space to write their own Haiku under the photo. Teachers and parents both could use the book. Great for kids from 9 to 90! Homeschoolers could enjoy work through this as well.

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Writing Haiku poems

For kids from nine to ninety

Nature’s poetry

Photos; Dwight L. Roth

If you would like a free pdf. copy just email me at dwru27@aol.com

Nature is my Muse

Today at d’Verse, Ingrid asked us to write a poem describing our muse. In the past poets were often inspired by a person who stimulated their imagination and brought life to their poems. My muse is Nature. One thing I enjoy as much as writing is getting a good nature shot. The bees and butterflies, birds and flowers all feed into my poetry in some way. When my mind goes dry, I can always count on my photo files to get my juices flowing.

Inspiration flows

from Nature’s muse to my thoughts

Honey of the mind

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

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Cicada’s First Song

Claws firmly attached, it hangs on to my old bird house wires being swallowed up by the willow tree! Seeing it hanging there was a most interesting sight. I wasn’t sure at first if it was alive or not, so I tapped it and found it hollow. The cicada, or seventeen year locust comes up out of the ground every seventeen years, usually attaching itself to a tree, and bursts out of its shell. Then it sings with his wings trying to attract a mate. Ours are usually green in color and about twice as big as the original shell. This one is a photographer’s dream shot. I was very excited to see it hanging there.

Cicada shell sways

Remnant of its dark past life

My bird house long gone


Hollow memories still hang on

Cicada sang its first song