One With Nature – Day 10

Written for: Carpe Diem’s Summer Retreat 2016 “One With Nature”

plump peaches, plucots
scent of baked goods and popcorn

at the farmer’s market


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Sit A Spell

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #258

words:  first, spin, smell, spell, branch, tide, call, vote, trip, look, dissolve, give

Sit a spell, smell branches
of honeysuckle. Look around
you. Let anxious thoughts
dissolve, ebb away as ocean
tides.  Hummingbirds are spinning
neon spirals in mid-air. Crows
caw to each other, here and there.
Give in to those first rays
of warmth, when relaxation
rounds your body like a
silken cocoon. An abundance
of time exists for discussing,
and voting on where to explore
when we take our next trip–after
we finish this one.

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Company Loyalty

Written for dVerse Poets Pub:  #5, Revisiting Anthony Desmond
I would like us to reflect and write on a belief (or what we thought was real) and how they can transform as our views and ideas change throughout our lives.  Write on a belief that you once had that has now changed or you let go of it.  Did it change any relationships that you had?  Have you ever been pressured to change a viewpoint?  How did that make you feel?

If you were loyal to a company
that employed you, they would
demonstrate their loyalty
in kind. This was my
belief when I began working.
I do recall being shocked
to see people I worked with let go
after thirty years of service, and more.
This only escalated when a firm
was bought out, and employees
were asked to attend a meeting
of assurance that we would not lose
our jobs. I quickly discovered
that if our boss was let go-which seemed
to be de rigueur with new employers–
we would be next. First,
those of us left would be spoken
to in an unkind manner, accused
of actions we had no part of,
and generally harassed so
that we would quit, and
severance would not need
to be paid out. Maybe at some point,
loyalty and hard work was recognized;
not during my working career.

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Brown And Gold

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads:  Transforming with Nature’s Wonders  (posted by Hannah)
I invite you to check out this article from, NATIVE AMERICANLEGENDS – Native American Totem Animals & Their Meanings. It provides a general background and list of animals. Some might be familiar with this topic…some may already be acquainted with their animal totem(s). You may browse the list and choose an animal that speaks to you personally, either a favorite or through past experiences.

“If you talk to the animals they will talk with you and you will know each other. If you do not talk to them, you will not know them, and what you do not know you will fear. What one fears one destroys. — Chief Dan George” 


At first sight, giraffe’s puzzle coat
draws me in–unique brown and gold 
stretching up to treetops for choicest
leaves. Graceful in every movement,
Giraffe as ballet dancer in silhouette
comes to mind. Face to face, I see
kindness in keen eyes and smiling
mouth. Giraffe’s quietness and serenity
beats in my heart. There is a stillness
in the air that surrounds them that I wish
to inhabit.

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Getting My Tweets From Birds

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub-Part 4, Catching Up With Samuel Peralta
140 characters of a tweet

Don’t bluebird tweet.
Sweet thoughts I keep
to myself until face to face.
My opinions have their place,
in my head.

Part 4, Catching up with Samuel Peralta

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“Wisteria Sways”

Written for:  Carpe Diem Tan Renga #107 – (Pat R.)

wisteria (1)

wisteria sways –
pendulous blossoms in breeze
unspoken promise                              (Pat R)

of purple passion and lushness
undisturbed by summer storms      (Sara)

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Play To The Audience

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub, “Poetry and Painting Embrace: We Can’t Forget Claudia Schoenfeld”Write a Sevenling including music.  (Posted by Bjorn)


Artist: Claudia Schoenfeld Used with Permission

A cramped space
in which to practice a large instrument
my city apartment

Man outside wailing on horn
hammering noises from construction site
plane zooming overhead

My dogs keep me grounded and focused.

Poetry and Painting Embrace: We Can’t Forget Claudia Schoenfeld

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Phases Of The Heart

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub, “Part Three-Laurie Kolp and a Summer Continuance (posted by Walt)

“I am cold, even though the heat of early summer is adequate. I am cold because I cannot find my heart.” ~Sebastian Barry from his novel A Long, Long Way

In the beginning
after an unexpected
breakup, tears flowed
from red swollen eyes.
Pounds dropped from her
frame, resulting in
skeletal appearance
and hollowed cheeks.
She could not speak.
Phase Two burst in
with rage. Pages in her
her journal sizzled.
Along came Phase Three.
She had overcome pain,
replacing it with numbness
of heart. It was plain
that she no longer cared.
Affairs ensued, blue
with cold. She had misplaced


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“a balloon caught”

Written for:  Carpe Diem Utabukuro #13 “a balloon caught” by Jack Kerouac

A balloon caught
in the tree – dusk
In Central Park zoo

Autumn eve –
my mother playing old
love songs on the piano

© Jack Kerouac

grandmother sings
the little boy smiles and falls asleep –
the full moon

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

Through trees at twilight
purple notes sing in air
lone guitar player

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Written for:  Carpe Diem’s Post 1000 – Reed

Reed was used for many purposes by the Celts. Specifically, they would weave Reeds together to make thatched roofs on their homes. This is where the Reed obtains its symbolism of protection. It is also a natural insulator, and the Celts honored it highly during cold, wet months.
Reed gives off a faint sweet smell when macerated, and so the Celts were known to lay out pressed Reeds as flooring in their homes to deodorize. This was also a practice for cleansing and purifying homes.
Reeds also made good candles, and were viewed as beacons of light during the dark nights.
Reed gets its symbolism of communication from several sources. In the hands of a good craftsman, a Reed would make a fine whistle or flute. These were highly prized amongst the people, particularly bards. Through these flutes and music the spiritually-minded Celts would communicate fantastic worlds of vision, heroism, and beauty.
Secondly, if you are still enough, you can hear Reed sing a song when the wind blows through it. If you’ve ever had the pleasure of hearing it, you know it is an eerie experience. The Celts viewed this as an otherworld voice, and considered it a message of powerful importance.

beads of bright dew
hanging from the Reed
little diamonds

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

Strong autumn breeze sings
high notes under a thatched roof
made of reeds

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