Saturday, February 21, 2015

The Yellow-Rumped Warbler

    Photo by Margaret Bednar

At the window feeder
in softly falling snow,
underneath the cedar,
amid the birds there clustered
sits one with marks of mustard.
How can you spot ‘em?
By his yellow bottom.

Over at the Imaginary Garden Margaret asked us to "play it again" by choosing a previous writing prompt.  I chose the Rhyme Royal form prompt.  Rhyme Royal is rhymed poetry with the following pattern:  a-b-a-b-b-c-c.  I"ve taken some liberties with line length - just part of my light-hearted approach to the lovely picture.

Monday, February 16, 2015



I wrap my secrets
around you
like a fur stole,
clasped at the throat
with a promise.

A few words for Tess at Magpie Tales and all the Toads in the Imaginary Garden.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Walking Back

     Photo by Mary Bach

Snow steps carry me home,
not just the mile or two back to my house,
but all the way home
back to where Grandma waited
with warm hugs and hot chocolate,
back to the little, stone house
on the edge of town
surrounded by fields of corn,
back to my climbing tree
that reached across
the path toward the hen house,
back to my childhood.

This is for dVerse where Marina Sofia asked us to write about some aspect of the snowy weather.

Sunday, February 1, 2015


    Photo by Mary Bach

I journey with the sun
and rest in the moon;
rise, stretch, repeat.

Along the way
I spend the days
breathing in
landscapes, seascapes, cityscapes
many-layered, dark and light.

Then pause
to taste, touch,
sift and filter
ten thousand revelations.

I journey with the sun
and rest in the moon,
stretch, sleep, repeat.

This is for Kerry in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.  They are carrying on the fine 55 word tradition of Galen Hayes in asking for a fifty-five word response.