Though right now I’m giving my main attention to another writing project, daily walks still inspire haiku-length ditties. Experience the season with me… Back gangrenous snow approves bitter new day clenched in freezing’s headlock. Frigid morning—still Winter’s hit the snooze button while we watch for Spring. White quilt melted. Cover’s off for all to see… Continue reading Seasonal haiku
January Almanac Frosted black pavement Slush hillocks turned ice, packed snow Slippery when wet Streetlights spot diamonds Every street a booby-trap of black ice East outflow winds Harsh, strong, glittering, long freeze-drying Winter Puffy Capsize coat Icebreaker socks, Northside boots my new best friends © 2017 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) **************** Winter has… Continue reading January Almanac
Though I haven’t joined in on Poetry Friday for a couple of weeks, I’ve enjoyed reading the #haikuforhealing (Mary Lee Hahn’s idea) that keep popping up in my Twitter feed and various blogs this December. Today I’m bringing my little haiku side-dish to the potluck. Christmas Snapshots #haikuforhealing Road choked with cars. She signals merge—let… Continue reading Christmas Snapshots #haikuforhealing
Carrier Pigeon Bird Lady has tossed her breads. Clay pigeons, come leave your beds time to stuff stool pigeon heads! Dockyard pigeons, homing too from bridge girders and the zoo Pigeon Forgers, drop by, do! Pigeon-chested, pigeon-toed pigeon-heated by the road… full tums all—that is the goad. © 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)… Continue reading Carrier Pigeon
I just love the post-blossom stage of clematis flowers. To me they look a lot like tousle-headed children. *********** This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Catherine at Reading to the Core.
Crows always seem like such wise old watchers to me. If they could talk, I wonder what stories they would tell I took the photo of this old sage in Loeppky Park, Dawson Creek this summer. ********** This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Michelle at her blog Today’s Little Ditty
Dunsmuir Garden Hollyhocks, apples, lavender, lettuce, Swiss chard love close company. Friendships grow across the fence-- thriving in community. © 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) ************ I haven't had a garden of pretties and edibles for some years now. We're not allowed to grow food plants in the garden beds of our townhouse.… Continue reading Dunsmuir Garden
One of the things we did on our holiday was go to the Dawson Creek Rodeo. What a fun afternoon and evening in a stadium that looked out on picturesque prairie. It was like being on the set of Heartland! What I love to do at rodeos is to challenge myself with getting shots of… Continue reading Rodeo Senryu
As we made plans for the summer, I knew our back-and-forths would make it hard for me to do much writing. So I decided to keep it simple and combine poetry-writing with my love of photography... a sort of haiga. Here are three gardens I snapped in last little while (sadly none of them are… Continue reading Summer pickings
pulse “Music to me is like breathing— I don’t get tired of breathing, I don’t get tired of music” - Ray Charles music is the moon-pull of the blood it snares the heartbeat in hypnotic rhythms of smoky blue jazz it snares the heartbeat with swaying taproots of smokin’ hot jazz while husky voices croon… Continue reading pulse
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