Morning Light

A few of my brother’s cacti and plants. My favorite is the one in the little blue pot on the right.

This is my very late response to the Cosmic Photo Challenge, for which this week’s theme is In the Morning Light, so I took these photos in my back yard this morning at around 6:15.

Sometimes there are many clouds in the sky, but I only saw these little ones. Nevertheless, they were inspiring!

Psalm 103 inspired this cinquain:

Give thanks
For everything:
Morningtime is hopeful,
Looking up at sunrising sky
With clouds

Wanting to extend this theme, I wrote a Chaucerian stanza next:

The clouds of morning bring with them a hope:
A cotton-candy pink like sweetest blush
Colors their face, as languidly they lope
Across the sky, amidst the gentle hush
Of morning. Currently there is no rush.
I hear birds chirp and revel in the sound,
Hope beauty is unclouded, evening-gown’d.

The Good Life

Brian’s prompt for this week, which I am once again trying to complete on Thursday, is “the good life.” It was nice to reflect on what makes a good life — a good life does not have to be an easy life. It was also a timely reminder that I already have many aspects of “the good life.” 🙂 At the end of each day, before going to sleep, I thank God for many things, every good thing that I can remember from the day — and most days I have a litany. This poem is also for DVerse and is a cinq-cinquain.

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Breathe in:
Salty sea air,
Relaxing on the sand
Feeling the sun as the waves break —
Take breaks

Sometimes.
Other times life
Requires the daily grind,
Work giving oneself a purpose,
Reason

To wake
Each new morning,
Other than the coffee
(Although that always is a plus
For me) —

Even
In Eden ere
The first sin, Adam worked
As a gardener helping all life
To grow —

Reasons
To face each day,
A purpose found in life:
Actions to take, imprints to leave,
To love

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I think having a doggy would make “the good life” even better. 🙂

A Bug’s-Eye View

Taken in my backyard on Friday, when I thought it would be an especially good idea to be out in the sunshine. I was trying to get a bug’s eye view of the garden and then took several pictures in order to make it worth the time spent getting back up! 😆

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My response to “Last on the Card” for April. I also have a tanka to go along with it:

big pebbles, tall plants
flowers a long way away
viewed from the hard earth

this yard is a bug’s whole world
this world — much lies beyond it

 

Over-watered

I surprised myself by finishing the sijo for Ronovan Writes’s weekly challenge. This week’s word was “yield.”

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This seed-ground seems overwatered, flooded, with not enough sun:
Seeds scattered haphazardly, hopefully able to rest deeply.

Holy Thursday — Stay with Me

To all who observe Good Friday, have a blessed day! To everyone else, I still hope your Friday is good. 🙂 As could be gathered from the title, I wrote this one last night.

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Watch and pray –
the second garden,
preparing for the new tree,
undoing the grave fall in Eden –
stay with Me

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Questions for the Plants

Do the clouds worry
When the wind will blow?
Do the seeds worry
How the garden will grow?

Growing Together

A last-minute décima for this prompt.

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Fruits of Our Labor

A haibun alluding to the solstice for DVerse’s Haibun Monday.

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Sweet, ripe strawberries convey the taste of summer. Store-bought may be bigger, but nothing can beat the beauty of garden-grown. The sun from my own back yard reddens the fruits, which have grown from hand-planted seeds, just as this daylight has grown from the seeds of winter nights. Teeth sink gratefully into the fruits of our labor.

This moment stands still
Reaching the peak of ripeness —
Sweet strawberry juice

Noticing the Flourishing

May’s full moon is on Wednesday, and it is known as the Flower Moon, as Frank, the host of DVerse Haibun Monday, says.

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This month, I have noticed a wealth of new flowers in the garden: varying shapes and shades, hues of pink and yellow, almost whatever one could name. Bees are busy pollinating, and the blueberries, too, are growing and ripening from a gentle light-green. We have already picked a bowlful; soon the fruits will fill baskets. The garden is waiting to give many other fruits and vegetables as treasures.

after heat of day
buzz of all activity
rests under the moon

 

A Tiny Sprout

Today’s prompt for SoCS is “growth.” I wrote an etheree.

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“Grow
Slowly,”
Says the sun
To tiny seed —
Water permeates
Fertile soil, and creates
A supportive cradle, great
Conditions to germinate.
Grown slowly, a tiny sprout opens
To the sky, beyond its imagining.