seeds from the broom sage
parachute across the air--
swimming pool litter.
I have a couple of big bushes just outside my fenced yard. The broom sage is shedding buckets of seeds. They are pretty to watch as they float in the air, being carried to new homes. I just wish they wouldn't land in the pool because they quickly clog the pool filter. Can you think of other things that are pretty but a nuisance? This might make for a great topic for your poem today. Have fun writing.
Instead of hurry, hurry, this is the time of year to slow down. Have a cup of cocoa and count all the beautiful things in your life.
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Showing posts with label broom sage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label broom sage. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Goldfinch Good Bye
A flock of goldfinch
feasting
in the blown broom sage
gone to seed
like blooming sunflowers
on a gray day.
This is a wonderful time of year as birds, plants and people get ready for the winter. What things do you do to get ready for the cold? Can you write a poem about that today? (If you live in the Southern Hemisphere you're getting ready for warm summer weather and will have a very different poem.) No matter what you write today, have fun.
Writing is an adventure to take us in many directions.
feasting
in the blown broom sage
gone to seed
like blooming sunflowers
on a gray day.
This is a wonderful time of year as birds, plants and people get ready for the winter. What things do you do to get ready for the cold? Can you write a poem about that today? (If you live in the Southern Hemisphere you're getting ready for warm summer weather and will have a very different poem.) No matter what you write today, have fun.
Writing is an adventure to take us in many directions.
Sunday, December 1, 2013
haiku
chilling morning wind
blows white seeds from the broom sage
lacy snow flakes drift
This morning's walk was lovely. It seemed like everyone was smiling at me, but maybe that was because I was smiling. I don't know why I was feeling so good, except it is the start of a new month and December really is a lovely month. I see my name everywhere. Maybe that is why I like December so much. It is a season of giving and surprises. I've started planning some of mine. Your challenge for today is to write a December poem. How about a list of all the things you want to do this month? Have fun.
blows white seeds from the broom sage
lacy snow flakes drift
This morning's walk was lovely. It seemed like everyone was smiling at me, but maybe that was because I was smiling. I don't know why I was feeling so good, except it is the start of a new month and December really is a lovely month. I see my name everywhere. Maybe that is why I like December so much. It is a season of giving and surprises. I've started planning some of mine. Your challenge for today is to write a December poem. How about a list of all the things you want to do this month? Have fun.
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