Category Archives: nature

Some magnets don’t stick

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Back in November of 2018, I discovered the joys of magnet poetry, and this website that facilitates playing (poeming?) online. I have a vague recollection that I was so excited, I committed to writing a magnet poem at least once a month. That lasted exactly two months.

So I’m recommitting to, uh, at least one more poem. Since 2018, they’ve added the option of choosing specific topics, and so the words that are “drawn” are easier to turn into something cohesive. For this poem, I used the “nature” option.

Nature Song

Breathe as the ancient forest.

Follow every warm wind.

Shine like a wandering soul,

and the rest is but a song.

Check out the link above and play along.

AtoZ: G ~ Sunset

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gliding shadows grow

gilded globe has gone to ground

golden glows the glade

G is for Golden

#AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, haiku-ish) with the first letter of each line the same as the letter of the day.

Fleeting Flowers

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They are blooming now, the cherry blossoms. I see them on FaceBook and Istagram. I know they are across the river in city parks, and up the road six or seven miles in the neighborhood where I used to live.

But here in COVID times, I do not find myself across the river or up the road much. Not to worry, though. In my own back yard, however briefly they can withstand the March rains and wind, my flowering quince regale me with their fleeting blossoms.

Don’t blink! They fade fast.

yesterday’s blossoms become

today’s confetti

dVerse haibun Monday: cherry blossoms

restoration

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The idea of the new landscape undertaking was to plant only native species and ultimately do away with all conventional lawn surrounding my house. I began with my side yard, covering the grass and weeds with cardboard and spreading layers of wood chips over that. The scrawny “twigs” of bare root shrub and tree plantings I obtained from the soil and water conservation district barely looked alive. By the time I finished prepping and planting, my side yard resembled a miniature clear cut logging site. Not auspicious.

As the year progressed, some plants grew and blossomed, some appeared to die down and later surprised me with renewed growth, and some just flat out died. A work in progress, for sure, but it’s always fascinating to step around the corner of my house and see how my project is unfolding.

Can nature restore what my predecessors spent centuries grooming to our vain human whims?  And will my tenth of an acre make a difference in the grand scheme of wildlife preservation? I don’t know, but…  it’s a beginning.

bare root crab apple
first autumn foliage drops
mere inches to ground

dVerse haibun Monday: New beginnings

Blue B’s

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Beautiful blooming bluefields bounce, bob, bow.
Balmy breezes brush by,
blowing… bending.
Blue blossoms balance
atop tall, slender green stalks.

Buzzing, boisterous bees; bumbling busy bugs
bombard bevies of burgeoning blue bouquets.
Bad-ass bayoneted bottoms belie
beneficial blending
of pollen dust on golden legs.

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dVerse Quadrille #107: Blue