Poetry Friday: Signs of Spring

3/11/2021

Welcome to Poetry Friday. Today Heidi at my juicy little universe is hosting Poetry Friday as she celebrates her birthday with two wonderful poems from the Poetry Foundation website.
As one of her poems expresses may she have "the flame and the breath for wishes" into this new trip around the sun. Happy birthday, Heidi!

Today (Thursday actually) I got to sit outside and read. Oh joyous day. I got to read a book that I will be featuring in April for National Poetry Month from a debut author. Spring is arriving bit by bit.

Earlier in the week I found a single tulip from the bulbs I planted last fall. Many of them were disrupted by our residents squirrels. Hence the poem.

tulip bloom
a sneak peak of spring
despite squirrels

© jone rush macculloch, 2021 draft

Sally Murphy link

3/11/2021 06:21:59 pm

Jone, I love you sneak peek - sorry about the squirrels depriving you of more tulips, but i love that they inspired a clever haiku. And glad you got to sit outside and reading the sun. Simple pleasures are often the best ones.

Linda Baie link

3/11/2021 09:07:25 pm

ah, those squirrels! As Sally said, the nicest thing is they helped make the poem memory. I'm seeing green tips in various places, but no bulbs up yet. Your poem is a nice capture Enjoy your good weather, Jone. We have a big snow coming!

Heidi Mordhorst link

3/12/2021 03:51:40 am

I'm so glad you got a moment outdoors--and with a book--and with a tulip! I swear I planted bulbs last fall too but I'm not seeing any sign of them yet. Faith, watchers! hee: despite squirrels!

Janice Scully link

3/12/2021 07:41:18 am

There may only be one, but that one is lovely, arriving in "spite of the squirrels." My problem here is deer, so mostly it's daffodils in the spring here.

Ruth link

3/12/2021 03:19:04 pm

What a beautiful tulip, and it's great that you celebrated it with a lovely poem!

Gail Aldous

3/13/2021 02:46:51 am

Jone, I'm happy for you that it was warm enough for you to sit outside and read. Around here moles eat tulip bulbs. My neighbor told me to plant tulips with daffodils because the moles don't like the daffodil bulbs. Thankfully, our squirrels have plenty of acorns to keep them happy. Not sure if you can plant an oak tree there. I love your haiku; perfect surprise ending. Enjoy your spring. We had a few days of spring and tomorrow we're back to winter.

Laura Purdie Salas link

3/13/2021 04:29:20 am

Ha! Despite is a great word to turn a poem. Tulips triumph!

Kay Jernigan McGriff link

3/13/2021 07:54:31 am

Darn those squirrels! It's the deer here that we have to watch out for. Your tulip and poem are lovelyl

Robyn Hood Black link

3/13/2021 07:14:22 pm

Oh, but that surviving tulip that led to a painting and poem - lovely! (Around here, it's been a daily battle of spraying peppermint spray and hot sauce under my car hood... squirrels keep getting in there, and a few weeks ago chewed up $500-plus of wiring - Argh. )

Christie Wyman link

3/14/2021 06:26:47 am

Love your sneak peek, Jone. Every year my bulbs poke their heads out in odd places. Sneaky squirrels and chipmunks!

Michelle Kogan link

3/14/2021 04:45:09 pm

Lovely tulip, peek, poem, and art–glad it's still there, enjoy, Thanks Jone!

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