 ©graphic by Amber Fleek Denise at Dare to Care is hosting Poetry Friday today. It's been a wild couple of weeks. June started with a grand girl graduation, my art being hung, finding out my dear friend and former assistant is going on palliative care due to an aggressive but noncancerous brain tumor and recovering from a cyst removal of my right foot. Oh and did I mention that one car was totaled (no one hurt). Yesterday, I had a respite with a friend to the Leach Botanical Garden and snapped this photo of the Star of Persia. It spoke to me of now.   My photos and art are hanging. I am working on showing it here on my Mixed Media Art page soon. I had planned to have it done but I've also been trying to live "Carpe Diem". Hopefully by next week. Finally, of late the phrases I heard others say: "Live and play like No Tomorrow", "Today is All We Have", and one of my favorites, "Carpe Diem." Embrace those who are close and loved, spread kindness.
Patricia at Reverie has us thinking a tad bit as to what we might include in a letter to Santa. It makes me think of that wonderful song, "Grown Up Christmas List" written by David Foster and Linda Thompson.
The last stanza is so, so fitting: No more lives torn apart That wars would never start And time would heal all hearts And everyone would have a friend And right would always win And love would never end, no This is my grown up Christmas list This is my only lifelong wish This is my grown up Christmas list
Last week, I shared Amy Losak's haiku in the later HSA Members' Anthology. Today I have a back story about my haiku which actually began as this poem for Laura Shovan's 2023 February Poetry Project. Her theme was story and this poem was a response to Marilyn R. Garcia sharing a photo of a family quilt and this prompt: Today let’s think about old objects that hold stories. What is the oldest object in your home? Why do you have it? How did you get it? Do you actually use it and how? Who will get it when you have crossed the rainbow bridge and why?
Great Grandmother’s Quilt My great grandmother’s quilt hangs in my bedroom Reminding me of the generational creative bonds Each fabric piece tells a story, threads stitching the collection together My great grandmother sewed perfect circles My drawn circles aren’t as perfect but she has a message My great grandmother’s quilt hangs in my bedroom For fun, she hid spectacles as embroidery on the quilt I still haven’t found them. I keep looking. Reminding me of the generational creative bonds Which fabrics were dresses, which were aprons I do my quilting with words and papers Each fabric piece tells a story, threads stitching the collection together © 2023, Jone Rush MacCulloch When the HSA Members' Anthology put the call for haiku for the theme, elements, the quilt came to mind . It was one of five haiku I submitted. Essentially I sent in a found haiku from the above poem. (PS. It is obvious that I sort of staged this quilt photo! LOL! This quilt was made in the 1800s.There is another single quilt square hanging there) 
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It's 25 days until the new year! And that means time to start thinking of sending New Year Post Cards! Our little group is at 14 and we'd love for you to join us!
Send five, send ten or send to all? In Japan, it’s called Nengajo, a Japanese custom of ushering in the new year.How It Works:
 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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