AUGUST cinquains: blogging

Blue jay
intimidates
the smaller wren, but not
for long. Then, hungry Woody pecks
his fill.

Drowning

out the 'chit-chit'

of the redbird, neighbor

decides to use the vacuum on

her car.

Robin

and brown thrasher

bathing together--fresh,

cool water. A high heat index

forecast.

Juvy

house finches stop

by the full, rain-freshened

birdbath as if to say, "Hey, you

go first."

Oh, my!

The mockingbird

in the nearby holly

is as loud as the panel truck

passing.

Mama

brown thrasher takes

time out from her brood, rests

a l-o-n-g time on the rim of the

birdbath.

Silly

young hummingbird

eschews the colored blooms

and hovers close to the resting

black cat.

c 2019, PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA

After a hiatus, July POEMS

                                                   Mom's begonia, still blooming


Catching
a squirrel eating
suet! I bang the glass
of the window; it scampered down,
away.
~ ~ ~ ~

Extreme
mid-day heat. Blue
jay rests in the leafy
shade close to the suet feeder.
("My turn?")
~ ~ ~ ~

Hanging
the suet cake
just right allows two birds
to eat at one time: cardinal,
sparrow.
~ ~ ~ ~

I walk
across kitchen
with a full cuppa joe
and--at 83--do not spill
a drop!
~ ~ ~ ~

Fighting
the petrified
peel of the sweet orange
sold in a bag of post-dated
apples.
~ ~ ~ ~

Redbird
on tricycle
handle. One flesh-and-blood,
the other a wrought-iron, outdoors
feature.
~ ~ ~ ~

c 2019, PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA

Spring means graduations, flowers, yardwork: POEMS

                       Grandson in a crape myrtle years ago, graduated from high school last week.

a passing truck

painted like a zebra

--this quirky town

(Eureka Springs, '15) 

~ ~ ~ ~

                                                          Coreopsis and purple jew

QUATRAIN

Did Mama ever pray

when her children drove away 

"Dear Lord, they're yours now,

please keep them in your way."?

(April '11)

~ ~ ~ ~

                                                    Another grandson many years ago

the only thing

you will leave 

is what you create

(Tom Padgett on Wallace Stevens. Lucidity retreat, 2004)

~ ~ ~ ~

                       Older son with granddaughter who graduated from high school last week.

CINQUAIN

After

yesterday's wind

and rain, today's roadside

fields of mustard brighten the gray

landscape.

(Hwy 35 to Tull, April '19)

~ ~ ~ ~

                                                                  Google image.

THREE DAYS' PAPERS UNREAD

Resting

from yesterday's

frustrations, noggin-bump,

kin's graduation and a long

trip home.

(5. 17. '19)

~ ~ ~ ~

c 2019 PL, dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA

A 6th mission trip and the poems they inspired

                                                    A collection of UMCOR shirts

gazebo

facing the bayou

--secrets

PL, 5.10.'19 in Baldwin, Louisiana

on a mission trip to UMCOR

~ ~ ~ ~

sugar cane

a foot high

oddly-layered clouds

PL, 2013 trip

~ ~ ~ ~

spikes on his hubcaps

must mean

"Keep your distance"

PL, 2013 trip

~ ~ ~ ~

we drive under

the helicopter

different directions

PL, 2013 trip

~ ~ ~ ~

the yellow one

in the long row of houses

--school on spring break

PL, 2013 trip

~ ~ ~ ~

                            Inside the UMCOR Depot: bolts of cloth for eventual school bags

Geretta unpacking toothpaste for health kids, UMCOR Depot, Baldwin, Louisiana, 2013

c 2019, PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA

Spring: rain, birds --poems

Watching

the cardinal

casing the area

around the suet feeder. He

flies in.

~ ~ ~ ~

After

the ramp's laid,

I widen the flower

bed to include adjacent lawn,

dig grass.

~ ~ ~ ~

the old woman

wearing socks

with sandals

~ ~ ~ 

rain from the roofline

escaping

into the cellar

~ ~ ~ ~

Easter Monday

both our mailbox flags

are up

~ ~ ~ ~

a silent rain

droplets in the birdbath

the only clue

~ ~ ~ ~

                                                                   photo-C. Hoggard

untended

the leggy but leafing

hydrangea

~ ~ ~ ~

c 2019, PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA

Variations of late winter--poems

peeper croaking

from a woods-edge pool

violets

~ ~ ~ ~

on the way back--

picking the violets

I passed before

~ ~ ~ ~

cop stroking kitten

rescued at crack house razing

rain clouds

~ ~ ~ ~

afghaning my legs

rather than closing the door

thunderstorm

~ ~ ~ ~

sitting on the porch

the light rain, and  the journal

pages get more limp

~ ~ ~ ~

daffodiligententertainer

~ ~ ~ ~

c 2019, PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA

blogging with poems about or during February

Ten years ago this month, I began two blogs--one for poetry; one for prose.


after severe cold
48 degrees invite
bare-armed school children
~  ~ ~

two delicious hours
in front of the gas-log fire
reading the paper
~ ~ ~

sparrow
testing the ice
in the birdbath
~ ~ ~

re-dating my letter
begun just before midnight
~ ~ ~

oh, wow!
the sweetness of the apple
from the sale carousel
~ ~ ~

as early as
Groundhog fay, a chorus
of spring peepers
~ ~ ~

c 2019, PL dba lovepat press, Benton AR USA