The scent of roses
heavy on the fading light
a hummingbird moth
*
Porch conversation
the fluent geometries
of a spider
*
In time
with the hammock’s sway
the storyteller’s pauses
*
A heron tows its legs
toward sunset
and a child skips indoors
*
Carol Purington
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Happy Summer, from the Midwest, USA. I enjoy following the seasons around the world.
For new readers here, my primary blog is Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin.
The garden is growing, and you are welcome to visit my Oostburg, Wisconsin site. Yesterday, I saw rose petals on the ferns.
I’ll repost some of the photos I took yesterday – my haiku photos.
Ellen Grace Olinger
The Montage online galleries at The Haiku Foundation are a wonderful resource. Allan Burns served as editor.
Ellen Grace Olinger
garden journal
June 18, 2017
each flower
a star for a time
daylilies
where once
I mourned
irises
This is a poem from late September 2015:
their flowers past
for a time and
as I return home
from the grocery store
the beauty of the plants
reaches my soul
for I too have kept
faith to flower
as I can
and grateful
to rest again
for a time
Grateful for the seasons,
Ellen Grace Olinger
Ellen Grace Olinger
