roses in the sun
some ending
some beginning
and some in full bloom
good to grow older
Poem from my archives – written in 2012.
All the Way Home: Aging in Haiku (2019)
Edited by Robert Epstein
Middle Island Press
West Union, WV
roses in the sun
Category: Wisconsin
roses by the window
roses by the window
fill with sunlight
new morning
Orange and Pink Roses by Ida Waugh, courtesy of Reusable Art.
Pink Rose Drawing is courtesy of Reusable Art.
gulls lifting
gulls lifting
from the sand
corn an inch tall
Published in SMILE (2009; 2010) and BELL’S LETTERS POET (2010).
Garden Work
I wrote about Karl’s work to remove the garlic mustard in our gardens last year. Looking at the yard this week, I can see that about 90% – if not more – of this invasive plant is gone. A great success so far.
And I can see how the Spring and Summer perennials have more room and are growing well.
The new poem I see today:
rain
daffodils grow and
rest on the wood path
Education note and photo:
Garlic mustard page has more information, at the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources.
This picture of Garlic Mustard is from wpclipart. I am learning a little more each year.
Joanne Chase – Wisconsin Artist
On August 7, 2016, I first wrote about Joanne Chase, from Hartland, Wisconsin. Her watercolor designs are beautiful. I mentioned Chase Greeting Cards, and that we had bought her cards at Mentink’s Piggly Wiggly here in Oostburg.
Yesterday, I discovered Joanne Chase Art at Fine Art America.
new leaves
new leaves
on the birch tree
study window in Spring
The Birch Tree Landscape Drawing by Rex Vicat Cole is courtesy of Reusable Art – Breathing New Life Into Old Art.
Memory and Hope
As Karl and I walked yesterday, we remembered neighbors who lived here when we bought our home a long time ago. What an honor to have met them. So often, when I read an obituary, there is a story of service and sacrifice. Their humility and kindness. My father was like that too. Veterans who lived to return home. And others who worked and served here. One of my uncles worked on the railroad. My mother was a teacher.
Everyone is needed and important.
And I remember this old poem.
ancient lilacs
cover the graves
Memorial Day
Published in SMILE (edited/published by Joyce M. Johnson); and Humoresque (for the United Amateur Press Association of America, edited/published by Jean Calkins).
And reprinted here first on May 26, 2010.
