Thursday, September 26, 2024

"SUBTLE HAZE" ?


Subtle Haze of Darker Days

(i.e., those yet to come)





As grayish days grow longer,

Moon's shadows beckon stronger ;

The squirrels and sparrows

Play in barrels,

Perched among the

 Footpaths, narrowed...




Saturn spins ghost-tales

Beneath twilight's dusk;

Venus drips billows

Of late-evening musk.



Autumn-bred corn husks

Top sweet-scented  hay bales;

Fancy-faced pumpkins

Dot cider-sprigged

Fence rails...




YET...

Nature turns tearful

When scanning the hillsides:

Its bounties are dimming,

Its pastures wane, sun-dried.

Oh!  Heed the far echoes

Of  wind, rain and cold...

Spot butterflies quicken

 On each marigold...


poem written by L.P.-G. / Sept. 2024

Wednesday, September 18, 2024

GATHERING REQUISITE INSPIRATION AS

 

September winds down...

"Nature is often hidden; sometimes overcome; seldom extinguished"

                                                                 -Francis Bacon




"Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest"

                                                -Goethe



   


 

"Nature I loved, and next to nature, art"


 "Happily we bask in the warm September sun,

which illuminates all creatures."    — Henry David Thoreau  






Monday, September 2, 2024

By now, we've said:

             FAREWELL & BYE-BYE

                         TO THE 8TH MONTH 


                           
   Don't tell me it's over,

Thick dew clutches clover;

      Cicadas still spook passersby...     



Pale oceans spill over

 Those white cliffs of Dover;

Bright monarchs

Fling mist toward

The sky...

Smoke-stacks

Toss ashes about

The limed grasses;

Gray pigeons in eaves launch this coo:

 Adieu, sweetest August !

You're one in a million !

  Oh my, how we EVER loved you !!

  Come again soon !!!


    poem written by L.P.-Grenn / 8-2024

Wednesday, August 21, 2024

Channeling Lewis Carroll, (perhaps ??)

                                                                                 


SING A SONG OF SILLY

  A pocket full of wry...

               -written by L.P.-G.






Wasps cannot

Craft noble jelly;

Pigs never graze

 Temperate skies...


Neither have I

Seen a cow

Shoot the moon,

But nursery rhymes

Still warm

  My eyes...

The butcher

(With baker),

And candlestick maker,

Had set out to prove

Tubs were sound:

Their luck faltered early,

They entered gates,'pearly';

'Tis rather a pity

They drowned!



Those three

Little kitties

Toured multiple cities

Before gulping down

Minced-mouse pie;

Three piglets, quite plump,

Gave 'wolfie' the dump;

 That bad boy waved houses

BYE-BYE



And gander (with gosling)

Enjoyed a good Riesling:

One that's

  Remarkably dry...

Yet, cats

Cannot strum

On a fiddle;

And Humpty's great

Fall was a bore;

The dish and the spoon

Staged their shoot-out

At noon;

(But)

Mother Goose is the

Gal we adore !!

poem by L.P.-G.

Wednesday, August 14, 2024

HOW DO YOU NOT GET THAT

                                                       He's Play-acting ??

 



Loutish, arrogant, revengeful  leadership can demoralize a country and should not be allowed to happen... Moreover, individuals who possess those characteristics should never, ever occupy the White House. Their erratic, vindictive, rancorous spirit acts to deplete the positive energy of those around them and the consequential 'spiritual exhaustion' that ensues affects multitudes in a very negative way. Manipulative leaders "play-act"; they are not authentic by any standard and frequently use religion as a pretext. 

        Please do not elect them to office!