02 Wednesday Aug 2017
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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31 Monday Jul 2017
Posted in free verse, Poems, Poetry
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Days pass, lazily, in the haze of summer
Nights become cooler, anticipation sets in
The subtle autumn air teases, but waits
She knows this is not her time, not quite yet
The cliché, dog days of summer, unfulfilled
Brown grasses and wilted flowers, her signal
To bring her vibrancy to the earth, colors
Which paint the skies, an artist’s palette
The trees, her easel, the leaves, her brush
Always a masterpiece, her yearly creation
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21 Friday Jul 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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She is ruffled grace
With beauty like no other
In the summer sun
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 262/365
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18 Tuesday Jul 2017
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Poetry Challenge
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Floral bells entice
In the gentle summer breeze
With nature’s sweet scent
Daily Haiku Challenge ~ Day 259/365
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02 Sunday Jul 2017
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It’s too hot to sleep
Sweat drips from my pores
Like icicles melting in the sun
The sweltering heat envelops
Even a run through the sprinkler
Offers no respite from
The ball of fire in the sky
I fan myself with the daily paper
Nothing cools down ’round here
Even the ripples of heatwaves
Swirling off the pavement
Are hot enough to fry an egg
So this is summer, they say
Dog days and Chablis nights
And here I sit….
Counting the days
Til autumn…
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