Trouvaille Review, March 23, 2022 Publication The Hummingbird Swiftest things that run the world, Hums and beats, their wings unfurled. Hummingbirds need constant fuel. Brilliant blooms attract this jewel. Forward, backward, upside down. These dashing (feisty) 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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Ode to Childhood
Hopscotch with seas shells
and whirlybirds in the air,singing weeee and swinging highswing high, flying free,
landing barfoot in the grass
Cousins taking turns
Counting to one hundred
hands in sync,
switching without missing a beat
the ice cream maker's hand-crank
keeps churing.
Walking with cousins
Playing with friends,
hoping summer will never end.
No school, outside and free,
it is time just to be me.
Gliding on the porch swing, a bowl in my lap
shelling peas with purple fingers-
I prefer to snap green beans, please.
Straight from the garden, a summer snack.
Chores done, potatoes stored in the shack.
Childhood summers make me wish for more,
tree climbing, river-side camping
on a sandy shore
and so much more.
The Afghan Thirteen by RL Brown
The Afghan Thirteen by RL Brown
The pulse is weak,
a vanishing vapor,
Thanatos grins when
breathing ceased.
Death's grim triumph-
of the Afghan thirteen,
fallen, betrayed,
left behind.
A country's demise
by the hands of a few
won't be forgotten.
America's heart bleeds.
Hope hurts and hope heals,
shattering the grip of hate-
past and present repeat.
(1776)
Clash of Titans
Warm Gulf Stream rages-
La Nina northern flow shifts-
Imminent danger.
Sudden confusion,
A clash, tragedy, and loss.
Need of helping hands –
and heartfelt prayers.
Freedom -the ability to think freely/by RL Brown
A mind free to think Imagines, reasons, then decides to act with forethought. Haiku by RL Brown
CS Lewis said that imagination is key to reason. But your mind must be clear, lucid, looking beyond instant gratification to see a reasonable danger. Reason trains the mind, and imagination helps you see beyond what you know. Reason will test, decipher, and separate subtleties that snare. You are ready to think -to act beyond just yourself.
The drug trap. A mind clouded by dreadful need. The loss of love for others and cherished memories turns to disdain. Careless attitude in life that drags you down into the depths of despair. Despair is so great that it takes you over an unimaginable cliff. Drugs trap you in a body and steal your life and freedom.
To imagine means to explore possibilities and reason is to weigh actions with consequences with a depth of understanding and proceed with full knowledge, ready to bear consequences. Marx was an elitist fool who lived off others and yet abandoned his children to starvation. Marx was the type of man who celebrated the death of his uncle, so he could live off his Uncle’s wealth without producing any of his own. China and Russia only pulled out of poverty because they allowed for free enterprise. Our country is not perfect, but it allows for everyone’s life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness… and all that goes with that, great success or great failure.
A mind free to think will imagine, reason, and then decide to act. R L Brown
Philippians 4:8 Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.
Romans 12:2 Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.
Added 6/13/23 Virtual is a hoax Reality is hands-on Dewey’s Thoughts Imagination- is key to wading through dense weeds. A mind free to think imagines, reasons, then decides to act with deep thought. @Bleu_Owl deep, Dewey, dense. (CSLewis) (John Dewey) #HaikuSaturday #haikuchallenge
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Haiku by RL Brown
For me, a Haiku is a 17-syllable verse that captures an image or moment that touches the heart when the reader grasps its meaning.
Some are still a work in progress.
The Haiku is a seventeen syllable-verse, understood by the heart. Depicts a moment in nature filled with simple wonderment and awe. Perspicacity Reach into the world of words, to find clear insight.
Slipping through morning dew,
first blush hues cast,-
dawn's chorus begins.
Antiphonal tweets
robins, warblers, blackbirds sing
day-spring's symphony.
The woodland world wakes.
January sky Its sheer so clear, so blue. Nothing leaves a mark. On gradient winds, matching a clarion call Eagles hitch a ride.
Spring buds pop their heads, February trickery- Winter snaps, not yet!
Loam stirs, breaking free Roots stretch in fertile earth March howls for spring's warmth.
Sky looks down on earth Eyes as dark as a new moon, Winks in the spring night. Loam stirs, breaking free Roots stretch in fertile earth March howls for spring's warmth.
Ode to Daffodils
Bordering Mamaw’s cotton field
Beside Mamma's fence
To my backyard
Daffodils.
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Longing for a sidewalk stroll along the storefronts of a – five-and-dime boutique coffee house with friends . . .mask less.
Winter folds a tree-
into a counterfeit death –
Gray, bony, lifeless.
Cold, still, frosty white Frozen precipitation The glistening sun Icicle droplets Drip amid a frozen field Robins drink mid-stream.
Kindness ripples when interjected precisely and rips through meanness. kindness ripples and rips through meanness.
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Summer soybean fields Winter conifer forests Fall, hide from hunters Spring birthing, a fawn
Winter grants Fall's wish for an encore flower dance, frost procrastinates. Indian Summer Harvest-in, farmer's delight- Sweet whispers of thanks.
Romantic at heart Curious, Cautious, Clever Nature's lake builders Habitat framers Charming artisan As busy as a- beaver (WIP)
Rudbeckia titters
Roots stretching in fertile earth. petals sway
Butterfly frolics
butterflies play-
Tempean charmer
Tempean ox-eye
titivated petals sway
as butterflies dance
Hidden Object
The only reason
I've never been snake-bitten;
I pound when I walk.
The object I seek
is blatantly obvious,
yet invisible.
---
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.
A trim crimson comb Proud strut, surefooted, perched high. First to greet the day. Calls the world to wake. Rises with the morning sun. Cock-a-doddle-do
Prayer is your weapon. Like the soil loves the tree and gives life to the tree so does prayer nourish your soul. Prayer cradles life whether answered here or there (heaven).
A Call to Arms for Afghan Thirtheen
Death's grim triumph of the fallen thirteen, betrayed, left behind.
Our soldiers' demise at the hands of a few won't be forgotten.
The Afghan Thirteen
The pulse is weak,
life's last vapor vanishes.
Death grins when
breathing ceased.
Thanatos’ grim triumph-
of the Afghan thirteen,
fallen, betrayed from within,
and left behind.
A country's demise
at the hands of a few.
America's heart bleeds.
They will not be forgotten.
Hope hurts. Hope heals!
Hope shatters the grip of hate-
the past and present repeat.
1776 to Aug. 26, 2021.
In memory of the thirteen men and women who died in service of our country and who fought to defend the freedom loving Afghan people.
Sgt. Johnny Rosario Pichardo, 25, of Lawrence, Massachusetts, assigned to 5th Marine Expeditionary Brigade, Naval Support Activity Bahrain.
Sgt. Nicole L. Gee, 23, of Sacramento, California, assigned to Combat Logistics Battalion 24, 24th Marine Expeditionary Unit, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, North Carolina.
Staff Sgt. Darin T. Hoover, 31, of Salt Lake City, Utah. His military occupational specialty was 0369, infantry unit leader.
Cpl. Hunter Lopez, 22, of Indio, California, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Cpl. Daegan W. Page, 23, of Omaha, Nebraska, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Cpl. Humberto A. Sanchez, 22, of Logansport, Indiana, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Lance Cpl. David L. Espinoza, 20, of Rio Bravo, Texas, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Lance Cpl. Jared M. Schmitz, 20, of St. Charles, Missouri, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Lance Cpl. Rylee J. McCollum, 20, of Jackson, Wyoming, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Lance Cpl. Dylan R. Merola, 20, of Rancho Cucamonga, California, a rifleman, decorated marine.
Lance Cpl. Kareem M. Nikoui, 20, of Norco, California, decorated marine.
Navy Corpsman Maxton W. Soviak, 22, of Berlin Heights, Ohio, assigned to 1st Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, Camp Pendleton, California, decorated Navy Corpsman.
Staff Sgt. Ryan C. Knauss, 23, of Corryton, Tennessee. Knauss was assigned to 9th PSYOP Battalion, 8th PSYOP Group, Ft. Bragg, North Carolina.
Short Version: The Afghan Thirteen by RL Brown
Death's grim triumph-of the fallen thirteen, betrayed, left behind.
Our soldiers' demise at the hands of a few won't be forgotten.
A Call to Arms:
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Arms yours self with the Gospel; it is time to fight.
How? Prayer and fasting is the key to winning this fight.
Find your prayer closet, your church pew, and get on your knees.
2 Chronicles 7:14: If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
A Call to Arms:
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Arms yours self with the Gospel; it is time to fight.
How? Prayer and fasting is the key to winning this fight.
Find your prayer closet, your church pew, and get on your knees.
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.
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Autumn Breeze by RLBrown
Snuggled in a blanket, thick socks warm my toes. Hot latte melts my insides. Fall breeze tickles my nose. Achoo Hay bales decorate storefronts with scarecrows and pumpkins. Overalls adorn with autumn hues, there sit two country bumpkins. Achoo-ACHOO! It’s a crisp autumn day, lacking yesterday's heat. Local parade opens fair season, Now is time for a delicious treat. ACHOO - Achoo- ACH... A visit to the pumpkin patch on a sunny afternoon, thick with particulates no one is immune. Achoo, Achoo, and ACHOO! The Harvest Moon engulfs the sky, with reddish orange glow. Cinnamon spice perfumes the air. “Caw ,” cries a very scary crow. Achoo, ACHOO Slow down and take the time to make a pot of savory stew. Breathe in and enjoy the season even with a sneeze or two. Achoo
Autumn Breeze by RL Brown October 2020
Snuggled in a blanket, thick socks warm my toes, a hot latte melts my insides, and a fall breeze tickles my nose. Achoo!
Hay bales decorate storefronts with scarecrows and pumpkins, adorn with autumn hues. It’s a typically crisp autumn day, lacking the humidity and heat of yesterday. ACHOO – Achoo.
A visit to the pumpkin patch on a sunny afternoon, thick with particulates and allergens visibly floating in the air. Achoo, Achoo, and ACHOO!
The Harvest Moon fills the evening sky, the horizon allowing only the yellow, orange, and red hues to filter through – Achoo, ACHOO!
The smell of cinnamon and spices and a warm pot of stew remind me of fall and winter coming soon. Achoo!
The Harvest Moon disappears for another year as the fall wind blows the dust away and brings winter’s crisp, clean air. Time to slow down, look around, and breathe in this fall season, even with a sneeze or two.
Halloween Limerick by RL Brown (WC 200)
A HALLOWEEN LIMERICK
Jasper, the ghost, refuses to float.
Over water, his stomach would bloat.
Nightshades took pity-
Takes him to the city.
Cruising across the moat by boat.
Vincent roams the skies by night,
foraging for flower nectar to bite.
The flowers all hid,
afraid of this kid.
Vanishing by morning’s light..
Nettie, the spider, tosses silk threads.
The wind carries her over the farmstead.
Free to roam,
for a new home.
Spinning her web by the woodshed.
Pumpkin Pete sits in a patch, grim.
He wishes for a face that would grin.
Along came a farmer,
who's a great carver!
Beaming at guests entering the inn.
Shelton Bones travels by scooter
never honking the horn tooter
Ghosts cry yoohoo,
bats screech boohoo.
Skidding downhill, he runs over Rooster.
Luna wishes to fly by moonlight
seeks a moonbeam to steady her flight.
sleight hullabaloo
incoming cockatoo
Tail-spinning, Luna flies till midnight.
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