As I read and view my archives for my 1,000 Posts Review, I remember favorite photos. When I began taking some photos again, I realized that poetry helps me see the photos. I would look around the yard, or create a bouquet, and see the photos already there – waiting for someone with a camera. I call them Haiku Photos.
And the images can be expressed in many ways, many art forms. A simple note of encouragement is art too, for example.
New hosta growing by the birch tree – May 2015
Shadows of forsythia on the cedar wood garage – June 2015
Roses from the yard – July 2015
where once I mourned irises
Photo is from the yard in July 2015.
I love how the daylilies grow, bloom, and accept change – to begin again the next year. This photo is from August 2015.
The seasons change, and I love observing nature. This photo is from October 1, 2015. The light through the days and years is a constant source of inspiration.
turning the vase of flowers learning there are more roses
This is one of my grief poems, and it was published in Bell’s Letters Poet awhile ago.
February 2019: Some poems are simply gifts. Here are a few more of my poems that seem to belong with this poem. Here and there, I am working on a new large print chapbook. Our first large print book is Quiet Christmas Poetry (2014).
clouds and yet enough light to fill a jam jar with the last of the carnations
roses in the sun some ending some beginning and some in full bloom good to grow older
losses in life low setting sun through branches of trees now rises again as birds quietly sing