My short sunflower poem appears at the Barn Door. Your comments
there (and here) are much appreciated. Thank you for reading.
Lori
photo: Yurchyks/istockphoto
My short sunflower poem appears at the Barn Door. Your comments
there (and here) are much appreciated. Thank you for reading.
Lori
photo: Yurchyks/istockphoto
I’m over at the Barn Door with a fresh poem today.
It’s about flowers.
Your comments at the Barn Door are much appreciated.
Thanks for your kind support. Happy June!
Lori
photo credit: thepalmer/istockphoto
An April Approach to Frankfurt
by Lori Lipsky
our taxi driver
showed no fear
as the speedometer passed 150
the speed of a highway
the approach to a modern European skyline
the tidiness of a city center
hundreds and hundreds
of well-ordered yellow daffodils
paired with pansies
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photo credit: iStockphoto/YinYang
The Widow’s Gorgeous Flowerbeds Her investment in beauty earns dividends she may never realize in this lifetime ***** by Lori Lipsky Related poems you may enjoy: Haiku 03 The Widow on the Block Monet's Grainstacks in Bright Sunlight The Widow
After Mother’s Day robins will get their worm flowers will have their turn eternal winter will finish firm— after Mother’s Day No Doubt Before the end of Winter Eternal the robins sang a deceptive song crocuses poked up their greens the Midwest smiled, then more snow fell…and more but Midwesterners know without a doubt eternity ends without a doubt and it’s safe to plant without a doubt since winter dies until next year without a doubt— after Mother’s Day *****
I was raised in southern Wisconsin, and I descend from a line of Iowan farmers. Growing up I learned that it’s never safe to plant until after Mother’s Day (and even then, you might be smart to wait a bit). These two poems are dedicated to my northern friends who’ve experienced snow this week. ~Lori
photo:Tobias Keckel/istockphoto