beautiful with
and without flowers
vase from my mother
beautiful
Month: January 2021
sun on a vase
sun on a vase
from my mother’s home
in the room where I write
she often asked,
“Are you writing?”
shoveling . . .
shoveling . . .
scent of mint
through snow
My poem was published by Time of Singing, 25th Anniversary Volume, 1998.
Creative Note:
Time of Singing poetry journal, edited by Lora Zill, has a new site. This print journal was one of the first to publish my short poems, in the 1990s.
as beautiful
as beautiful
without leaves
winter trees
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how still
how still
the winter landscape
I whisper the Psalms
snowflakes fall
snowflakes fall
one-by-one
I read another haiku
grey sky
grey sky
and evergreens
birch tree branches
snow and icicles
quiet colors
Thank you
icicles grow
icicles grow
by my study window
winter settles
in the garden
for a time
Garden Haiku
time for lunch
cardinals by a pumpkin
in the garden
We bought pumpkins last year, and also received two as a gift. I loved the orange color as the gardens faded. Now they are in the snow, along with perennials that will grow again.
Thank you
Beauty and Wonder
Our Midwest months each hold their own beauty and wonder. The new snowfall, with the different sense of light in January, is an inspiration. Poetry journals inspire by their presence, yet the view is poetry too.
birch tree branch
that was a place for birds
now holds
a few inches of snow
on a sunny day
