Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Monday, April 18, 2016

bloom


on this spring day
the flowers bloom
birds return
and life renews

the hollow space
inside my heart
tears a little bit
gets blown apart

so many days
dark winter knew
silent as the grave
left feeling blue

shall i own them now
or cast pall aside
blossoms burst to life
time for joy's stride

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

violet blush


sweet blush of my cheeks
hope blossoms eternally
our renewal sings
~


Friday, May 1, 2015

scars


soft petals tinged by
past breezes, freezes, memories
forever noted
yet beauty amidst the scars
show strength in our tomorrows

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Flower

F

    ancy petals

L

    ittle waving heads

O

    pen to the sun

W

    aving in the breeze

E

    verywhere in spring

R

    enews my soul
sign of spring - hellebore
It's National Poetry Month. My children have both been exploring the nuances of poetry at school, which just tickles me. It also has amounted to some creativity on my poetic part, as seen in this acrostic poem. Have you written any poems in National Poetry Month?

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

rebirth

Flower
delicate, hesitant
growing, reaching, struggling
waiting for spring warmth
rebirth


Thursday, July 25, 2013

Sunflower

cool breeze
autumn sneeze
breath torn asunder
at the end of summer
as a burnt umber face cries
to look at the skies
but all i can see
is the beginning of allergies
no cry for frost yet
i'll pay my dues, plenty wet
from the window seat indoors
with tissues & tinctures
and a memory of summer fun
and your beauty, hard won

Friday, June 22, 2012

Delphinium Dreams


Summer Blossoms straight
reaching for clear azure sky
delphinium dreams
~


If only they were mine
for all time
*

Friday, April 20, 2012

The Fairy Garden



Spring flowers
inspire
fairy's wings
desire





flowers laid 
just so
a silver cup with
honey & water to go




Careful planned
the layers upon layer
fine fresh greens
offered by soothsayer



a daffodil sits
a crown amongst gems
the best of the season
for little folk to attend

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Monday, January 9, 2012

Looking North

“The spring flowers are a sight to behold,” promised my uncle.

He didn’t have to sell me on one last excursion though. The suggestion alone was all that was required to convince me, and with that I was travelling again. This time, I was in the back seat of my aunt and uncle’s car though and we were headed to Springbok to stay with my cousins for a few days. I would not have to carry my pack, nor stand at the side of the road in hopes that a ride would soon materialize. And I certainly did not have to worry about anyone’s hands or where they tried to put them. That was an adventure much more to my liking.

Namaqualand was well worth the drive as well. Just as my uncle had promised, the desert had blossomed into a multi-coloured patchwork of blooms. Orange, purple, yellow and white flowers filled the eye, as far as one could see. We wandered up on the dusty hillside behind Anne and Pieter’s house, but the trip to Namaqua National Park blew me away. Everywhere I looked, the daisies turned their pretty faces to the sun and I was in awe. The normal brown and dusty green shoots that struggled to exist during the rest of the year, exploded into a brief, brilliant rainbow after winter rains gave them a fleeting taste of life. Just as quickly though, those blossoms would be gone, burned away by the hot South African summer sun. During those few days in August, I was blessed to behold the desert miracle of life for its season of rebirth and renewal. The pictures I snapped were flat compared to the beauty I was surrounded by. I took them anyway though.

One prickly plant drew my eye in the midst of the blanketed foliage. Where most of the other plants were tucked close to the ground, Pachypodium namaquanum stood tall, if not quite erect. When I asked my uncle about the curious cacti, he gave one of his hearty laughs and launched into a tale of folklore about it.

“Do you see the bend at the top of it,” he asked.

“Of course, but what of it,” I wondered.

“So the story goes, a local tribe was being driven South by another bloodthirsty tribe. Attacked and suffering in numbers, they retreated from their homeland and made their way towards the Richtersveld mountain desert. In grief, a few of their numbers turned back to gaze North towards their former homeland. The Gods felt sorry for these poor folks and turned them into halfmens, the plants you see there. In that way, they could always gaze towards their homeland and find some small comfort in the view,” he explained. “The halfmens always grow with their tips bending north.”

I listened to his tale and stared at the tree. It was a delightfully sad tale and one that resonated with me, as I gazed North towards my own homeland. The picture taken that day will stay with me forever.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

My "Fall" Garden

Can I just remark that it was a beautiful day in my neck of the woods today! The sun was shining bright and golden yellow in a cloudless sky, but that wasn't the only yellow thing to be found. Check out these hardy nasturtiums that just continue to blossom and thrive out in the yard. Beautiful, plus peppery good to eat, if you are so inclined. I love to look at them, but they are fun in a salad as well!


This here plant is also good in a salad, but a staple in the spaghetti pot as well. Anyone know what this pretty herb is called? While it has lost some of its pungency now that it is flowering, this hardy perenial is oregano! I started mine from a four inch pot and it is now competing with everything around it. If you need any, let me know! Divisions are always available!


Wow,
this colour surely lets you know what time of year it is.
The burning bush is starting to flame in the back yard,
so it's got to be Fall. 
I really do love its vibrant red though
Don't you?



While you might not recognize this prickly specimen as it sits now, you have all heard of this plant too. In fact, I think I like it just as much in this state as when it waves its pink blooms in the late summer. Does echinacea ring a bell? If you don't recognize this brown beauty by that name, you have probably heard of purple cone flowers. Should be called spiky cone flowers, I'd say!
And with the feathery wisps of grasses delicately brushing the Autumn sky, I fear that the changing of the seasons cannot be ignored. Summer is now a distant memory. Winter's warnings have been in the air on a crisp morning or two already. 

But today
I just had to get out 
and enjoy the last few precious days of sunshine
in my garden


with my poor sick kitty in tow
I soaked up some sunshine
before winter winds
erase any memory
of summer days
and the great warm
outdoors

Oh, surprise!
with all those tempting temperatures
not much writing gone done today either.
Oops!

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

What Colour Goes With Yellow?


What colours go with yellow?
my daughter asks
...

Today's answer is brown,
 
black
and a creamy white


with shades of lavender





 hanging in the sunshine

of my mind's eye
- a brilliant sight to see

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

What's Going on Wednesday

I feel like I have been away forever. I went to New York last weekend and was completely disconnected from the world wide web the whole time I was gone. I left Thursday, returned late Sunday and didn't get the shakes once (unlike the university students at the University of Maryland that went through varying stages of withdrawal symptoms during a 24 hr social media-free experiment). Ha, in your face social media!

and yes, I have been right back at it ever since.
sigh...

Not here though. And I miss you! I miss you all out there in bloggy-land! I have checked in on some of you, but my own voice has been silent. I played catchup with work, and wrote articles about the aftermath of a thunderstorm cleanup, the heat wave rolling across North America and the best bathing suits to wear to the beach to beat the heat, and even delved into the joys and mysteries of coconut milk! Fascinating stuff that you should all check out and comment on ;)

But I feel like I owe myself a stint of writing too. Maybe that is because I also met up with my newly formed writing group tonight. Perhaps you agree though?

I did post a few haiku on twitter, that I will share with you again here if you missed them.

Butterfly flits by
Birds chirp, chirp, chirp hello
A break in the rain

Sunshine dreams
Offered up on ruffled leaf
My rain drop's gift

and how about a new one,

cloudless blue skies
looking cool and inviting
bake everything

Plus, I did a little gardening - trim a little here, pull weeds out of the lawn there, and snap a few pictures of the newest things that are blooming;

Fairy overseeing the garden







Columbine

My favourite discovery today though, was this absolutely stunning iris! It is so ruffly and delicate. Makes me just sigh with the beauty of it...

Iris


And you? What have you been up to? Written any good poetry, prose, songs? Taken any shocking, stunning, stimulating pictures? Painted, sketched, designed any good artwork?  Tell me what's going on!

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Battlefield


Creeping Charlie (weed)
Charlie
Why is it that you put on this show
for me?
Like you have some worth
with that purple hue
hmph...

Just creep 
back under the fence 
from whence you came
and trail
your damn roots 
with you

You are not welcome here.
 your showy ways
do not impress me -
nay, remind me 
that I stand no chance
against your onslaught.

I pluck 
and pull
grind dirt in toil
yet find o'ernight
you've slipped in 
another mile!

Ack, lost am I
on battlefield,
but next warpath 
I won't concede
to this other weed!
Into Jelly with thee!

Dandelions

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Garden Walk

Today I am going on a garden walk. I need to let go of words and just be.
Grab a coffee and join me.
~

Welcome

Jingle the bells
Soloman's Seal

Take a deep breathe...
Lilac's beginning to bloom













Feast your eyes here...
Pretty multi-coloured Phlox leaf that will provide more colour later in the summer















So soft...
Different kind of Phlox



















Feeling royal with these delicate beauties...
Lily of the Valley



My stepable wildflower garden in the grass














The blister on my hand has almost healed, but it would appear my ministrations were in vain.



The tears of a tulip



















The sun will come out 
tomorrow...

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Violet Slumber

pretty purple strewn 
amongst fresh green grasses
just starting to grow



soft carpets alive
singing with growth, rebirth and
promises of Spring


I run across the
lawn breathing sunshine dreams
into tomorrow


violet slumbers
refresh frozen hope and pray
thunders pass over


May rains replenish
and forgive sunshine stolen
by daffodil vase

 Aye, tomorrow will soak
the last of April's promises
for May's bounty

for One Shot Wednesday

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Snow in April


Thunder rumbles outside my window.
Sheets of rain wash away winter grime.
Scrape the world clean.
I wait for the memories of snow to be washed away with it,
but it is cold outside.
So cold.


I want to wrap myself in Springtime, 
dance nimbly through the crocuses,
but
they are too chilled
afraid of what might yet unfold 
- certainly no petals today...


So I watch big fat droplets
run down  the window.
Give thanks 
that they are not yesterday's snowflakes
and perhaps will yet bring those promised
May flowers to bloom





'cus Easter is this weekend
and there still ain't no daffodils in my yard
nor leaves unfurling anywhere
but in my dreams
this April
snow - pfft


Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Together

Tall and strident
you lean into me as strength
I support our days
~


Mother and child
entwined from our shared roots bound
softly caressed love
~

lovers dipped in ink
choose shadows from their soul's heart
paint pictures as one

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

A Late Winter Storm


A scant
four days ago
you gently peeked
through the snow.


As neighbours watched
nearby,
you stretched up
towards the sky.

Without heed to crystals cold
a'strew amongst your path
you warmed thy promised leaves
for sun's rays you did grasp.

but woe to you today
as fresh chill has touched the air
and looking out yon window
snow has returned without a care



Blast for winter's grip
be gone from morrow's day!
we've enough of flurries trip
right kindly I say "Go Away!"



  ***

Looking out my window, I see that the snow the weather forecast warned of has arrived. 10-15cm! What!!! Poor tulips and daffodils won't know what to do with themselves.

Damn winter! Be gone already!!



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