The Patience of a Seed

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The patience of a seed lies in waiting
Knowing that at the opportune time
It will germinate, push out a root, and grow.
Too much sun will dry it up;
Too much rain will drown it // make it rot;
And, soil too hard will not let it take root;
Only when the combination of soil, light, and moisture
Is perfect will it grow and produce leaves and fruit.
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Our life is much the same // waiting
For the opportune time to grow and shine.
The difficulty is always in the waiting;
Avoiding the scorching light of flattery and praise
Don’t get carried away by the storms of life
Take root in the rich soil of people who love you
Be patient // like a seed… humble and strong;
You’ll know when your time has come.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Snakes on a Log

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Snakes sunning on log

Enjoy summer’s heat // and frogs

Fresh out of pea soup

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Photo Dwight L. Roth

With the onset of summer heat before spring is over, Frank Tassone asked us to write a Haikai poem eluding to summer heat. These snakes sunning themselves reminds me that there are some who love summer time heat!

Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/06/01/haikai-challenge-88-6-1-19-summer-like-natsumeku-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Light

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Living in darkness
Trees reach for the light
Following the sun
As it reclines on the edge of the world
Knowing that without light
There is no life
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My soul rises toward the light
In a world filled with darkness
Evil pressing in to overwhelm
Terrors for all who dwell below
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Let your spirit rise with mine
Reach for the Son
The source of Light and Life
Always shining never hiding
Spirit touching spirit
Reflecting the Light of Love
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My escape
From the eternal darkness
Closing in around me

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Photo: 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.

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com

Smoke

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Looking out from my hotel balcony, I missed seeing the beautiful blue Alberta sky. Instead, smoke from the forest fires in British Columbia have been carried many miles to fill the air hundreds of miles away in Edmonton. Blue sky only peeked through twice while we were there.

Smoky summer sky

Eclipsed all but UV rays

Haze blocks out the sun

Makes breathing hard for many

Only can dream of blue sky

 

Beautiful Pearl

Corona rings surround sun

Do not stare too long

Microwaved retinas stay fried

Never to see light again

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Photo Dwight L. Roth

 

 

 

Fourth of July at Nags Head

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We will be celebrating the Fourth of July in a couple of days. Hot summer weather seems to call us to the beach. Sun and surf on ninety degree days seem to be the perfect combination.  When our boys were little we made many summer trips to  Nags Head and Emerald Isle, North Carolina camping and enjoying the waves. Riding the swells on our blow-up mattresses was always a favorite thing to do. I always carried a shovel which we used to build sand creations. Now thy are grown and have children of their own who they take to the beach and do all the fun things all over again.

Good Times at Nag’s Head

Sand and surf God’s natural sandbox

A place where awe and imagination merge

Watching our two boys chase ebb and flow

Squealing with delight as the surf laps their ankles

 

Amazing creatures evolve out of the sandy beach

With each shovel full of sand they take shape

Octopus, Sea Turtle, Shark and Whale

All come to life at the hand of their creator


Sand Castles with moats and towered walls   

Sit on the edge of destruction

Hot Rod with seat and steering wheel

Roars to life in that three year old mind

Riding the swells on a bubble of air

Feeling the power of the ocean breathing beneath

Waiting for just the right wave

Driving into the shallows

 

Those were good times, no, great times at Nag’s head

Some forty years ago  

Now it’s grandchildren and a new creator

Bringing awe and imagination to life

And that three-year old

Still loves God’s ocean playground

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Reposted from my book Ebb and Flow

Groundhog Day

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Yesterday was Groundhog Day. I was encouraged to see my first daffodils blooming along the creek. It really doesn’t matter whether the Groundhog sees his shadow or not. Spring will come on schedule as it does every year.  Our temperatures take a roller coaster ride this time of the year, but warm weather will soon be here to stay!

Groundhog Day

If the Groundhog saw his shadow

He forgot to tell the flowers

More days of winter in his plan

Blooms in sunshine spread their shadows

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Daffodils in bloom my sign of spring

Forget the Groundhog’s gloomy lore

Winter may  send its blustery blow

I see blooms I hear my little birds sing

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Warmth and sun rays with warm spring showers

Bringing hope and joy with each new flower

Winter’s past the cold won’t last

I ‘m really ready to put it in my past

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth