What are your mornings like? Come read about how my mornings begin.
What can you see from Santa Rita's Maya ruins roof top? Here's what I see.
Creative non-fiction: A soliloquy on the family reunion I was not invited to but to which I was the guest of honor; the life of the party. Go figure!
This is my second time writing a Kimo; my first with the garland Kimo. From revisiting that first time post, I realize one more point, Kimo is an Israeli version of the haiku. Unrhymed. No title.
We're talking sunflowers at Tanka Tuesday today. What an iconic flower !
Of compasses and things that still brim you over when you think of them. I hope you enjoy this Heroic Sonnet.
This week at Colleen's Tanka Tuesday they're talking about Autumn. Oh MY!How wonderful that sounds... here, no signs of that being remotely so. As far as I can tell, nothing…
Laid back on rockers on the porchsupper done, the dishes done,it's easy now that they are twothe dim-lit house stands silentthey brandish a long herb garnito jar mozzies in one…
hot midday hourssunning under Sun-flowers she mimics the sun Copyright © selma 🎐🎐🎐 This haiku was inspired by William Blake's poem Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,Who countest the steps of the…
When my keenness for food dwindles, nature’s produce isle sits outsidefrom kale and lettuce to new sproutscarotenoids turn to Vit-Aprotects the skin from UV raysstrengthens skin's guard against the sunthe…
✅As recent as the other dawningthe violets peeped from the groundto color the stiff cold gray—soon, over the prairie fanning Plum blossoms of white and pinkturned green on the breast…
WDYS 247: Image credit; Tom Barrett of artwork; sculpture by Spanish artistJaume Plensa Dear Lake do all you canto console mesometimes a manlongs to be freeof the harsh wordsthat minds…