Swift-winged wonders rule the world, Hums and beats, their wings unfurled. Hummingbirds need constant fuel. Brilliant blooms attract this jewel. Forward, backward, upside down. These dashing fliers zip around.
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.
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A hummingbird hovers while feeding on nectar from bright orange trumpet flowers
Pollinators and Pollinizers (WIP)
Swarms, Swallows and Swifts
Fuzzy bees who run the world, busy beats, their wings unfurled. Orchard bees seek apple trees, guided by a fragrant breeze. Golden pearls spread all about, gathered by a tiny scout.
Fragrant flowers spread their scent, Whiffs and swirls in spring’s ascent. Flowers dust with pollen threads, Blooming hues of blues and reds. Bees make honey, rich and sweet, Lavender their favorite treat.
Colonies and swarms of bees, spread pollen from budding trees. Flowers shine like landing lights, guiding bees along their flights. From spring’s first bloom to autumn’s fall, this busy work sustains us all.
Butterflies Skippers/Swallows
Dainty dancers run the world, whispered beats, their wings impearled. Butterflies from all around follow scents that hug the ground. Dancing feet atop a bloom, search for nectar to consume.
Clustered flowers, vivid hues, yellows, reds, and some blues. Seeds take hold in fertile earth, stretching roots to prove their worth. Coneflowers, scattered seeds paired best with butterfly weeds.
Hummingbirds Tree Swifts
Swiftest gems that rule the world, Hums and beats, their wings unfurled. Hummingbirds need constant fuel. Trumpet flowers feed this jewel. Forward, backward, upside down These feisty fliers zip around.
Golden flowers, brilliant blooms entice birds with shining plumes. Blazing Star and Geranium, Coral Bells and Delphinium. Flower meadows, patchwork plots, scattered seeds in vacant lots.
Bees buzz around vibrant lavender flowers as the sun sets over rolling hills.
Excerpts from, Yes, Flowers Have Favorites, Too!
Did you know some flowers have favorites? Yes, flowers do have favorites!
Bees waggle-dance, butterflies flutter by, hummingbirds fly upside down, just for flowers.
Brilliant blooms, sweet fragrances, blazing color and loads of nectar, all for pollinators.
Early birds may get the worm, so too, early bees get the pollen.
Fuzzy bees who run the world,
busy beats, their wings unfurled.
Orchard bees seek apple trees,
guided by a fragrant breeze.
Golden pearls spread all about,
gathered by a tiny scout.
From sunrise to sunset, bees are on the move.
They visit more flowers than any other pollinator.
Bees are expert flower finders.
Fragrant flowers spread their scent,
whiffs and swirls in spring's ascent.
Flowers dust with pollen threads,
blooming hues of blues and reds.
Bees make honey, rich and sweet,
lavender their favorite treat.
Lavender releases extra scent, especially for honeybees.
Excited bees beeline back to the hive and perform a waggle dance to share the news.
Flowers keep bees busy all day in fields of clover, wildflowers along forest edges, on desert plains, and in garden spaces,
Colonies and swarms of bees,
spread pollen from budding trees.
Flowers shine like landing lights,
guiding bees along their flights.
From spring’s first bloom to autumn’s fall,
this busy work sustains us all.
Flowers depend on pollinators and pollinators depend on flowers.
A partnership shaped by scent, color and time.
New Twist at the end!
Yes, Flowers Have Favorites, Too!
“Hi! Polly Pollinizer, here with a few buzz-worthy facts.”
Meet the busiest pollinators. They rise with the first scent of spring.
Early birds may get the worm, early bees get the pollen.
Flowers hold hidden nectar guides, patterns bees see in ultraviolet light. To them, blooms shine like landing lights.
Bees vibrate their wings, shaking pollen loose, dusting themselves in gold.
Lavender flowers release a scent especially for honeybees.
When they find a rich patch, they race back to the hive and perform a waggle dance to share the news.
Drip. Drop. SPLASH.
A raindrop can knock a bee from the sky- but bees sense rain before it falls. They turn midair and hurry home.
Each flower offers its own enchantment.
Lavender releases a scent just for honeybees. Marigolds guard against hungry pests. Perennial asters return year after year. Wildflowers root in unlikely places.
faded white wood planks engulfed in quamoclit, a reclaimed quiescent
the object I seek is blatantly obvious, yet invisible.
frustrating-
just like leaving my intentions behind while crossing the doorway.
I laugh as humor seats itself quietly.
The first time I ever saw a dead body was in the woods. The open coffin sat where the porch swing once hung. The rusted ceiling bolts served as a reminder of what was.
That old dingy porch framed a poignant image; - an unintentional mental snapshot. Death stood at the doorway, barring entrance.
The splattered sunlight melded with the shadows. The white wood planks faded into the background- engulfed in sadness.
The inner light was gone; only a shell remained. Nature reclaims what it intends.
Yet life lives on where memories flow. A sweet benison between the falling rain--
shimmering night cadence skipping across a frozen plateau Mångata reverie
2. Autumn’s Play
leaf-whistles needles oscillate psithuric wind song
trees shimmer deeply yawning anticipation stirs
aureate honeyed, tawny, burnt Autumn's play
3. soulful
a soulful tune summer's harmony in sync cicadas sing.
4. psithuric whisper
psithuric whispers a wooed heart- her breath catches
rimes - rapid freezing of water vapors
--
rare fire horse forward, focused, adaptable old notions gone
coming moments of wonderment and awe touching the soul
In God's Word seek perspicacious clarity.
He has given us the Holy Spirit
burnishing glow the Cold Moon kneels, terrestrial kiss
brushed golds silver highlights lush greenery
5. Oneiric trails
ice feathers scrape the sky
dancing while tomorrow sleeps
beneath your pillow, wonder waits
6. Crepuscular Moment
burnishing glow the Cold Moon kneels terrestrial kiss
7. Winter’s Deep Sleep
moonbeams prance atop the subnivean zone, a gentle nightlight
winter's shield snow blanket or hoarfrost, what holds, what rimes,
silence broken predatory footfalls winter creaks
relentless onslaught of graupel, freeze and thaw- precarious
safely tucked in the between, nestled deep, all sleep --
Nature’s Fury
blissed ignorance twirling in the wind a prelude
whispered chaos distance rumbles sirens forewarn
impending danger thunderous clouds clash hook echo forms
wrapped winds, dark tornadoes swirl, March roars
nature’s fury in the eyes of the beholder- watch ---
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Before Tomorrow Wakes / With a crescent wink and radiating argent hues, the night sky wakes.
Tomorrow sleeps while silver beams thread through the darkness, inviting whimsy to skate on imaginative trails.
Dreams dance.
Slow, quick-quick, slow- a small step etched with sandy footprints.
Chimerical images skirt golden pathways across a sea of midnight blue.
Suspended momentarily from Ganymede's summit, hangs a breathtaking view.
Laced with ice feathers, dreams frolic on through the night sky, searching for sky treasures.
Stories lie quiet in star streams as wide-eyed tales fill the mind's eye.
Tomorrow wakes.
dreams collide with opportunity a star is born
Star Streams/ Before Tomorrow Wakes/ Prose With a crescent wink and radiating argent hues, the night sky wakes. Tomorrow sleeps while silver beams thread through the darkness, inviting whimsy to skate on imaginative trails. Dreams dance.
Slow, slow, quick-quick, slow, a small step etched with sandy footprints. Chimerical images skirt golden pathways across a sea of midnight blue. From Ganymede's summit, a breathtaking view is suspended momentarily.
Laced with ice feathers, dreams frolic on through the night sky, searching for sky treasures. Stories lie quiet in star streams as wide-eyed tales fill the mind's eye. Tomorrow wakes.
dreams dance on silvery moonbeams, tomorrow sleeps ----
burnishing cerpuscular glow Earth's kiss in terrestrial embrace Cold Moon rises
short form
burnishing glow The Cold Moon kneels terrestrial kiss ---
rare fire horse forward, focused, adaptable old notions gone
coming moments of wonderment and awe touching the soul
Deep into winter Primrose’s colors delight. Stark against the snow
Pale Season of Titivated Lace (rewrite of Winter’s Lace)
Vibrant blooms ignite against a blank canvas under brooding, iron-gray skies.
Amaryllis gazes out from the window; a periwinkle winks back, whisper-warm.
Across a stark alabaster landscape, autumn falls silent while pansies thrive.
Bleak, bitter, yet, in defiance, Narcissus lifts its radiant face for all to see.
A little ray of sunshine, burnishing a crepuscular glow, Wendy’s Gold rises.
Lucille’s Squill, whimsical scent swirls with the turning season.
Write an imaginative landscape poem without using snow, snowy or wintry terms.
Winter's Lace cont-
Varied highs and lows, February vacillates. Snowdrops appear.
Narcissus’ beauty shines for all to see, defying winter’s hold
Colorful and sweet Pansies’ cousin, Viola, a winter survivor.
Glory-of-the-Snow, star-shaped and whimsical, greets winter’s end. A little ray of sunshine burnishing a crepuscular glow, the Wendy’s Gold rises.
Lucile’s Squill whimsical scent swirl, Hints of a seasonal shift.
Wassailing through their quarters, Holly and Ivy sang yuletide tunes. Preening on the desert table, a bourbon-soaked fruitcake that could render a sailor drunk in minutes. And next door, the inflatable dancing Santa, now plastered like an Andy Warhol-inspired Art Deco project. TopTweetTuesday challenge.
long-awaited brilliant hues fleeting
Long awaited brilliant, burnt, tawny fleeting
Extravagant Encore dance Nature's splendor
Dancing in the wind Feels like Freedom unabated
November's finest Harvest hues seasonal shift
burnt, buff, earthy, ushering in sienna hues, autumn's display
long-awaited hues brilliant, buff, earthy wind song
seasonal shift burnt, buff, earthy, ushering in sienna hues,
aureate honeyed, tawny, burnt Autumn's play
anatomy of a tree bare for all to see, bone deep artistry
Silent church bells Once a beacon of light God's Word still rings
shopping cart battle obstacles along the aisles thanksgiving gaming
Rustling leaves, trees shiver, yawing deeply- anticipation.
Fall's first scent hovers in between the blurred lines of a seasonal shift.
Leaf whistles, needles oscillate in a psithuric wind song.
Crimson hues slip through the mizzling mist of Autumn's play.
Seasonal timing grounding roots, true friends are the rings inside.
Oneiric trails ice feathers scrape the sky
oneiric impression dancing while tomorrow sleeps
oneiric interludes beneath your pillow, lies wonderment
o·nei·ric- dream-like quality Learning to use a new word in a haiku.
black silhouette dark blues and grays rippling thoughts
haiku for lake picture @KarynCurtis21 Early morning on the lake ❄️
Imaginative trails laced with ice feathers, Puck's in the wind searching for sky treasures. Oneiric trails ice feathers scrape the sky
burnishing crepuscular glow Earth's kiss in terrestrial embrace Cold Moon rises
short form
burnishing glow the Cold Moon kneels terrestrial kiss
Rustling leaves, trees shiver, yawing deeply- anticipation.
Fall's first scent hovers in between the blurred lines of a seasonal shift.
Leaf whistles, needles oscillate in a psithurism wind song.
Crimson hues slip through the mizzling mist of Autumn's display.
Seasonal timing grounding roots, true friends are the rings inside.
Some friendships are seasonal leaves we experience briefly. Friends who support us through several season are like sturdy branches. Still a core group of friends who offer sage advice keep you grounded. Yet, there is one more friendship that leaves a ring on your heart, the indelaible friend. The heart rings' interconnectedness and resilience are linked like an aspen grove. This frienship leaves an ingrained mark guiding your life, creating a sublte beauty that is lasting.
Plantation swing, chatty girls, the evening wanes into darkness.
moonbeams prance atop the subnivean zone, a gentle nightlight
winter's shield snow blanket or hoarfrost, survive or succumb
silence broken predatory footfalls winter creaks
relentless onslaught of graupel freezing, thawing, yet
safely tucked in the space between, all sleep
Have you ever rewritten a poem that you like even more? This poem begins softly, intrigue builds, and then the twist at the end.
A Sanguine Hope
Anticipation, to the Father's delight, Emmanuel is born.
Cosmic reveal kalpa shift in God's plan, an awakening.
A whispered tune resonated, releasing a poignant message
The dawning light of a new beginning slates our thirst.
Arousing a sanguine hope for the coming year
A salubrious optimism laced with intent, tempered.
ideas moonbeams prance atop the subnivean zone, a playful cadence (Mangata reverie or gentle nightlight)
winter's shield snow blanket or hoarfrost, survive or succumb
silence broken winter creaks footfalls (predator footfalls or fox's footfalls or red fox
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