A couple of weeks ago, I found inspiration for a couple of poems in response to the found photo prompts at Laura Shovan's blog (where the fun continues). A photo of a "Loaded baked potato" was the prompt for February 14th. That photo plus the fact it was Valentine's Day and love sonnets were in… Continue reading Sonnet to a Potato
I Read Nothing On my snazzy e-book reader I load volumes by the score fantasy and tomes of how-to poems, fiction and memoir books of travel and adventure wondrous places to explore! Have collected them for years now by the hundreds three or four. But what’s starting to amaze me despite all these books galore… Continue reading I Read Nothing
At her blog Today's Little Ditty, Michelle's January guest was children's poet Douglas Florian. He posted the January Ditty of the Month challenge to write a poem about NOTHING. (Read Mr. Florian's interview and challenge HERE.) I've enjoyed these poems a lot during January as they debuted on Michelle's blog and others. I wrote one… Continue reading A Creation Tale
Last week I poemed about our retired garburator. This week another kitchen poem. It's about the contraption that has taken garburator's place. I wrote the poem last fall at the height of fruit fly season, and took some photos to prove it. Meet our green pot… Green Pot Our new organics bucket has holes… Continue reading Green Pot
I love the garburator that is part of the sink apparatus in our townhouse. Love it, but rarely use it now because we've been asked not to in favor of collecting our organic scraps for recycling and conserving water. (For those not familiar with this gadget, you run water as you feed organic stuff down… Continue reading Kitchen monster
EXPOSED! Through the summer night and day spider spins her life away weaving gossamer entrapments for her unsuspecting prey. Threads from clothes upon the line between my beans upon the vine and when I go through my front door I break more threads ticklish and fine. Until one misty day in fall from tiny shrubs… Continue reading Exposed!
Autumn Song Lettuce has bolted rhubarb has plumed cabbage grown plump the onions have bloomed Apples hide stars tomatoes mandalas green pews hold peas mushrooms umbrellas Beets count their rings like old hickories cauliflowers are albino trees Turnips love purple radishes red carrots, potatoes won’t get out of bed Corn’s teeth are stained peaches and… Continue reading Autumn Song
This is the season of runs and marathons. It seems like every week there's another one happening around here. I believe this weekend several of my family will be running in the Annual Saskatchewan Marathon (a Boston Marathon Qualifier race—not that they have designs on that). Then on August 22nd, my sister is running in… Continue reading To runners true
Body Weather Plugged-up nose predicts a cold front scratchy throat a storm warning. Gusts of sneezes are soon a blizzard of blowing spray 100% possibility of precipitation. Tissues accumulate in drifts, filling trashcans calm eye of the story followed by a rough trough of sneezes and coughs. My nose is a windsock head locked in… Continue reading Body weather
Winter blossoms In the verdant season under sun’s bright ray in its warm expanding light trees flower by day. In the other season of cold and fading light pines and cedars, trunks and twigs bloom at break of night. © 2014 by V. Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
Violet Nesdoly 