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
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
A Christmas Prayer Bring the Christmas life into our lives. Don’t let the hustle-hurry steal our joy the cashier lineups, traffic jams annoy. Flood us with peace till Christmas day arrives. Help us to hear the words of Christmas songs and let them calm us in the busy throngs. When beggars hold out hands,… Continue reading A Chistmas Prayer
It's mushroom season—it must be, because they are growing everywhere. I snapped some fine specimens on my walk the other day. They always remind me of the fun little poem we learned in school—"The Elf and the Dormouse" Umbrellas galore! (Photo © 2015 by V. Nesdoly) The Elf and the Dormouse Under a toadstool crept… Continue reading The Elf and the Dormouse
preserves multitudes of yellow leaves illumine the park floor the crop of summer's sunny days dehydrated for winter's store © 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All Rights Reserved) *************** This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by foody extraordinaire, Jama at Jama's Alphabet Soup.
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!
Two little people in my family have birthdays this month. I set out a couple of weeks ago, after we'd spent some time with these littles this summer (they live far away from us), to write a birthday poem for each. Well, I got one written, and then a long break and finally last week,… Continue reading A birthday poem
Forest Fire Roundel The forest’s a pyre of crackling heat bombers are buzzing, flame fighters for hire glisten black sweat as they hack, spray and beat. The forest’s a pyre. Crashing through undergrowth, vaulting barbed wire squirrel, deer, raccoon dash a panic retreat to the roar of the fire-wind, flames leaping higher. Wildfire fighters resist… Continue reading Forest Fire Roundel
Deck the streets Deck the streets with boughs of holly Christmas trees and Santas jolly stars and wise men in the night guided to the King of light. © 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved. ************* We caught sight of these city workers putting up Christmas lights on our walk this morning… and… Continue reading Deck the streets
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