Tuesday, August 21, 2018

More August poems and photos

Door-side table, decorated for company

in a wobbly hand
her thank-you letters
83rd birthday
(my mom)
~ ~ ~

neighboring lawns die
above the red-brick fence
bougainvillea
~ ~ ~
                  My pitifully-blooming bougainvillea. Next year, I'll know to cut it 'way back.

from a pine needle
the raindrop shoots prisms
then falls
~ ~ ~

thunderstorm brewing
early morning looking
like late evening
~ ~ ~

predawn porch light
revealing both spider and web
in daylight, no trace
~ ~ ~
early morning trip
sharing the road with the crows
and their breakfast
~ ~ ~
Porch flag in the wind, August '18, Couchwood

spread by the winds
of midsummer
the dreaded thistle
~ ~ ~


Yucca
bloom buds rising,
expanding in sunlight.
One day soon, they'll become three white
torches.



c 2018, PL d/b/a lovepat press, Benton AR USA







Thursday, August 2, 2018

It's August already? --poems & pics

Spirea cluster in summer

her dreadlocks
dancing in rhythm with
the jump rope

                                                          Last year's dianthus

60th birthday
his goal: running from Ola
to Little Rock

singing along
in the grocery store "...Once, twice,
three times a la-a-dy."
                                                  Billy at work at Cracker Barrel, Bryant

spinning
in thin air
the redbud leaf
venetian blind
slicing sunshine
labored breathing

after sunset
cicadas
and the gibbous moon

Happy hour at The Inn at Piggott--Hemingway-Pfeiffer writers with mentor, Pat Carr (center)

August first
finding a Christmas napkin
under desk papers

c 2018, PL d/b/a lovepat press, Benton AR USA