Haiku on the Stalk

empty seed pods,seed pod,lucifer flower,fall flowers,

stalks of dead flowers
clutter the flowerbed
stack of old books

May 24, 2018


Fall is here. Plants are beginning to die and plants and animals are going into hibernation mode. It’s funny, people hate change and fear death, but everyone says Autumn is their favorite season. I wish people would take a lesson from their favorite season and not be afraid of letting go. Change is healthy, embrace it.


Short Motherhood Poem

Samantha and G blurred paint

  Surer in Their Step
a woman’s body is heavier than a girl’s
it is wider and takes up more space
so that it can protect better
a woman’s body becomes a castle wall
after a few months of motherhood
rib bones spread like iron bars
to keep in the precious and lock out
the marauding hordes
her feet may move slower
but they are surer in their step


I wrote this back in 2015 but I am still not sure I like it. What do you think? Did you connect to it, did it move you?


The Seasons are Short

putting extra cheese
on the lasagna at dinner
the seasons are short


I would encourage you all to use extra cheese, wear your best dress, burn the good candles, and let your kid be messy for a day. Life is too short to save the good stuff for later. Life is too short to be angry or controlling all the time. Take the time to visit that friend or older family member that you haven’t seen in a while, you will thank yourself later.

clouds,puffy cloud,pink sunset,city sunset,the sun sets over the city,sunset in town,

Work Tanka

bug on leaf,grey bug, gray instect,flying bug,


looking through files
handwriting of those now gone
my name on the cards
summer bugs start to sing
the seasons have changed



Now that Christmas is past and things are calming down at work, I should have more time and be able to write and post more poetry. What kinds of poetry do you like?

Also, don’t forget it’s International Blog Delurking Week! Comments are a must!

Thank You, Dear Readers

picture by symanntha renn,photo,blog banner,

the smell of pork roast
first time always turns out
replicating my
victory is what is hard
more than a flash in the pan


Thank you all so much! I am now at 705 followers! I asked more of you to follow this blog two weeks ago on Monday, October 24th and you did. By the next day, I was at 700 followers and the number has stayed up!

Thank you for reading my work. Thank you for seeking me out. Thank you for following me on Twitter and on Facebook. Thank you for leaving me comments. I appreciate every Follow and every Like I get. I appreciate the retweets and all of the other shares as well.

Thank you for staying with me as this blog changes. Thank you for joining me as this blog is in the midst of change. I posted my last quote on Monday of this week. While I love quotes, those have never been the most loved posts by my readers. My short stories have quickly become my most liked type of post on this blog. While I will try to write a short story and post it by Friday night, my heart is in poetry. I plan to share a haiku that you have never read before, every Monday, as always.

This tanka was inspired by a #fieryverse prompt.

The Nuance of Flowers




one year the hollyhock
is pink the next it is white
the nuance of flowers


Do you have flowers that change color? There are some flowers that gardeners have down to a science. They know what kind of fertilizer added to the soil makes what color of blooms. I just water mine and hope they bloom a lot, I don’t even care what color. I will admit that dark red and white are my favorite flower colors. However, I seem to have forgotten to take a picture of my hollyhocks when they were white. Last year when they were white, it was a bad year for hollyhocks. The blooms weren’t pretty because the ground stayed too wet. That is probably why I didn’t take a picture. They went quick this year too. Only half the stalk bloomed, then the whole plant began to die.

The Art of Progress

The art of progress is to preserve order amid change and to preserve change amid order. -Alfred North Whitehead


I hope you all have an orderly weekend!

butterfly stepping out of cocoon

The Leaves Turn

leaves changing color,trees changing color,fall comng,autumn is coming,
watching the leaves turn
no birds in the trees
grieving normalcy
It’s funny – we often don’t like changes. But change is normal. If things are not changing, we aren’t progressing and that’s not healthy or normal. Today is the first day of Fall. Decide to embrace change today.

Creek Tanka

shallow creek, log in water


the rope swing gone
the branch the swing hung from gone
is this the same creek
where I skinned my palm that year
I look at my reflection


Have you ever went back to a place that was a favorite of yours as a child, and found yourself sadden by its condition? I went back to a creek bank this last fall, where I had spent several days of my childhood, and I barely recognized it. There was graffiti on the bridge its self and the little dam of rocks was gone. The sand bars in the middle of the creek had moved, but that didn’t surprise me. When the water gets really high or fast in the springtime the rocks move and the shape of the bank changes. Some of the trees in that area had been cut down, that changed the feel of the place I think.


How people grow.

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. -Anais Nin

I once thought that people could only grow more mature, but I don’t think that is true anymore. I agree that we get pulled in different directions as we grow older.


A quote about change.

People change and forget to tell each other.

-Lillian Hellman


Some of the quotes I post are long and rambling, but I really love it when a person can sum up so much in such a short sentence. I think this quote explains why people fall out of love, and why friendships end. I think people change fairly slowly and they don’t realize how impactful change is when people have gotten used to your personality and your habits.


Whether You Like It or Not

We change, whether we like it or not.    –Ralph Waldo Emerson


I think even if you didn’t make any New Year’s resolutions you will change this year.