Category: Autumn

Poetry Friday, Week 37: A Quick Visual Haiku and Are You Ready for Spooky Season?

9/21/2023

Graphic by ©Amber Fleek

Carol at Beyond LiteracyLink has hosting duties this week. She invites readers to reflect on the changes of the seasons. She also invites us to share our summer poetry gems with her on her Padlet.

Today I'm keeping short this week. A visual haiku inspired by hearing the first geese overhead this week. I know the changes of the seasons by the geese and by where the sun hits on our windows

Are You Ready for Spooky Season?

Stay tuned! Did you have fun with Spring's Classic Found Poem Palooza? Next week, I have an invitation for another found poem spectacular palooza, spooky version. Do you have a favorite horror or scary book, poem or story? Maybe a Poe, a HP Lovecraft, Dracula or Frankenstein?

On October 27, 2023, I will feature a Padlet with a Spooky Season Found Poem. Stay Tuned.

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Sunday Solace: Week 37

9/17/2023

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Wordless Wednesday: Week 36

9/13/2023

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Sunday Solace: Week 36

9/10/2023

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Spiritual Journey Thursday and Poetry Friday, Week 35: Abundance of Grace

9/8/2023

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Computer gremlins were at play yesterday as I attempted writing this post. Was it as Patricia's SJT"ps title says: "Life at the speed of grace?" Wednesday night I hadn't slept well. Grace was telling me Go. To. Bed. Plus, I was all over the map with this prompt. How does grace meet me and how is it in my life?
One quote I lean on is "For the grace of God, there go I". If you and I were sitting together, sipping tea or coffee, and if we were talking about our teen and young adult years, you would learn that grace protected me over some really dumb choices. (So GLAD there were no cell phones with the capability to record that period of my life!)

Thanks to Ramona, I was lead to this poem, "Everyday Grace." at The Poetry Foundation. This line resonated with me:

"...Suddenly an ordinary day becomes holy ground..." ~"Everyday Grace" by Stella Nesanovich.

Late August, I had my blood drawn. I walked into the little room, greeted by 'Aloha", the room decorated in a Hawaiian theme. The lab technician was from the Big Island. As she drew my blood, I asked if she was affected by the Lahaina fire. She nodded, a great auntie perished. In that moment, I felt a shiver in my body, the shift, the day becoming holy.

we honor, welcome
in a hug
her new ancestor

This is the photo from this week's Wordless Wednesday, Week 35.

A secret heart, evidence of grace
A stranger feels safe sharing her grief
The bushtits have returned to the suet feeder
A friend confides about her struggles
Morning's coolness sends messages that autumn is arriving soon
Blood tests reveal I am in great health
Grace abides

Please head over to Amy at The Poem Farm who is dishing up poetry advice. I love her photo of the stones, having just played with some myself.

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