Books and Poetry
Trains once moved along these tracks
Carrying textiles on their backs
Locomoted through towns bustling
Found vendors and traders hustling
Defunct echoes of the past
Lens Artist Photo Challenge #344: Abandoned, hosted by Anne
Trains and Trolleys – CFFC by Dan
Wildflowers do dance
In gently blowing breezes
See their bright heads nod
An invitation to those
Who cavort amidst their blooms
Cee’s Flower of the Day Challenge
Featured photo flowers: globe-mallows.
You promised me
you would always be
by my side –
there for me.
I know I failed you.
This is true.
But tell me dear,
what can I do?
Fight! Fight,
with all your might!
Do not ready your soul
for flight!
But the wind does slow
and I must go.
This my dear
you surely know.
W3 Prompt #154: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Violet, prompts us to: “Write a poem—any form, or none at all—that captures the heart of a difficult conversation.”
Two hours in flight
Transports back a month in time
A short-sleeved tee shirt
Layered beneath warm bubble jacket
Flip flops replaced by winter boots
Spring rains pelt with icy fingers
Few flowers open to the call
Barren trees conform
To monochrome skies
Awaiting winter’s release
Round-trip time travel
Deposits in neon green
Smells of balmy petrichor
Migrating birds linger
Butterflies flit
Among bright blooms
Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 7, hosted my Melissa.
Blushing crabapple
Sweetly opens to Spring’s call
Turns sour for Summer
Dawn’s April A-Z Challenge
A bench with a perfect view
Overlooks the water blue
Perchance some dolphins will swim by
Or a pod of pelicans on the fly
A giant yacht with decks galore
A sailboat sailing off to explore
Rainbows arcing overhead
Perhaps some shooting stars instead
But I choose best not to go there
On a different bench I sit where
I can view the bench with the waterfront
As sitting there’s sure to be disappointment
W3 Prompt #153: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Lesley, prompts us to write a monologue from a bench.
Xingfumama’s Pull up a Seat Photo Challenge, week 13.
Frequent failing fool
Fecundates
Forthright forward forge
Colleen’s TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 6, Tarot: The Fool
Val’s Looking at Poetic Chimeras. I have chosen to: “Write a Lune as a Tautogram.”
Featured image from the Jungian Tarot Deck
An old house remains on our land. It has two rooms and no plumbing. The remnants of an outhouse sit behind, as does a freshwater creek. We imagine the former residents were farm workers, collapsing onto straw-filled mattresses after a hard day in the fields. Though the only inhabitants truly known are the turkey vultures and raccoons we have chased from the rafters. The thought of destroying this miniscule piece of history saddens me, but the cost and practicality of restoration is daunting. For now it sits awaiting its fate.
So many seasons
Walls have stood the test of time
The stories untold
Haibun Monday: Let’s Travel Through Time hosted by Merrill
“Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.” – John Muir
Lake Lure in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, weeks before it was decimated by catastrophic flooding from the remnants of wild, raging Hurricane Helene.
While difficult to spot mammals sheltering within the thick brush and large trees of the Southeastern U. S., I found delight in the wide open spaces of Arizona and Utah, where certain animals could not be missed.
This pronghorn antelope was almost missed…
Lens-Artists Challenge #342 – It’s a Wild Life! hosted by Egidio.
A hundred different songs I hear
Outside my window loud and clear
So many birds there must be
Singing bright and joyfully
I peek through the window blind
A solo mockingbird I find
“Northern Mockingbirds can learn as many as 200 songs, and often mimic sounds in their environment including other birds, car alarms, and creaky gates. One theory is that if a female prefers males who sing more songs, a male can top his rivals by quickly adding to his repertoire some of the sounds around him.” CornellLab All About Birds
I. J.’s Birds of the Week Invitation CIX
JJJ Interactive Books