50 Precious Words March 2024

Dance Off by Rhonda Brown

There’s nothing like a country bear
dancing at the county fair.
Joining in, a city sow
twirling to a graceful bow.
Hand-in-hand promenade stance,
two partners, ready to dance.
With’a two-step wiggle-bop,
jumping to a wobble-hop.
Polly pocket shuffle scoot,
showing off in leather boots.


Here was second option: 
Hallo's Eve comes once a year
when certain creatures reappear.
Pumpkin faces scare the dead,

filling ghouls full of dread.
Jack-O-Lantern fools the gnome,

we're disguised, free roam.
Around the corner, house insight,

dare we run with all our might.
Safe inside, we dance with glee.

Jack-O-Lantern smiles at me.

Pollinizers and their Pollinators

By RL Brown (WC-199) Nonfiction/ Trochaic Tetrameter

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Bumblebees, Honeybees and Wasp
Tiny things that run the world,
busy beats, their wings unfurled.
Bumblebees love anther(pollen) threads
blooming hues of blues and reds.
Golden pearls spread all about,
gathered by a little scout.

Pollinizers-Flower Power

Flower bouquets spread their scent,
whiffs and swirls at spring’s advent.
Orchard bees seek apple trees
guided by a fragrant breeze.
Bees create a honey treat-
with lavender so pure and sweet.

The Butterfly
Dainty things that run the world,
silent beats, their wings unfurled.
Butterflies from all around
follow scents that hug the ground.
Dancing-feet atop a bloom,
search for nectar to consume.

Pollinizers-Array of Colors
Flower clusters, vivid hues
Yellows, reds but no blues,
Flower seeds secure their worth,
stretch their roots in fertile earth.
Coneflowers and scattered seeds,
are best paired with butterfly weeds.


The Hummingbird

Swiftest things that run the world,
Hums and beats, their wings unfurled.
Hummingbirds need constant fuel.
Brillant blooms attract this jewel.
Forward, backward, upside down.
These dashing fliers zip around.

The Beauty of Pollinizers
Golden flowers brilliant blooms
Entice birds with shiny plumes.
Blazing Star to Geranium,
Coral Bells to Delphinium.
Flower meadows, patchwork plots,
Scattered seeds in local lots.

-let's sprinkle seeds in local lots.



11 responses to “Pollinizers and their Pollinators”

  1. ofmariaantonia Avatar

    Hooray for pollinizers! 🙂

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      See the revised version of Pollinizers and their Pollinators- written as a Nonfiction/ in Trochaic Tetrameter

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  2. katiefischerwrites Avatar

    I love how you describe all the flowers so beautifully. It’s a pleasure to read.

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    Colleen Owen Murphy

    So much information shared in well-crafted verse. Great job!

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  4. ciaraoneal Avatar

    Beautiful images and great information. Great job!

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Fairytale Fishin’ Conway AR

Fairytale Fishing / A Haiku (WC 49) written by RL Brown

Acrylic Pointing by RL Brown
No buckets, no boats, 
And no carrying large totes,
Just Grandpa and me. 

A pole in each hand
Grasshoppers by the pond bank.
Gramps catches our bait.

A nibble, a tug.
Feel the line, ignore the bug.
wait- then jerk the hook-

A flip-flopping, splash, 
reeling in a big fat bass.  
Update (4/12/2022) 

Fairytale Fishin’

No buckets, no boats,
no carrying large totes,
just Gramps and me.

A pole in each hand
grasshoppers by the pond bank.
We catch our bait.

A nibble, a tug.
Feel the line, ignore the bug-
Wait-
then jerk the hook-
a flip-flopping, splash,
reeling in a big fat bass.