M is for Meridies & Mass Malaise

Day 13 of Blogging from A to Z.  Today’s letter is M

M is for Meridies & Mass Malaise

meridies hidden
‘neath a cloak of mass malaisepowder sun 8
shrouded souls cower

© Perle Champion

 

L is for Luminous Ley Lines

Day 14 of Blogging from A to Z.  Today’s letter is L
L is for Luminous Ley Lines

ley lines luminous
strands that lie across the land
nature’s subtle weave

 

moon trees

 

Sunday and Spring is Sprung at Last

Spring is a season that evokes expectations and its delay has been keenly felt.  Life appears to have been on hold as Winter would not release its grip even this far south. But the dark lord has at last relented and once again:

Persephone preens yellow bush flower
impatient to climb the stair
to sunshine and air

I’m ready, too. The lengthening days tease me with the promise of green growing things held tight in the bud.

 

flower early daffodil

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

purple flower tree

 

tree flowers

 

 

 

 

H is for Hale and Hearty Health.

Day 8 of Blogging from A to Z.  Today’s letter is H
H is for Hale and Hearty Health.

hale walks hand in hand
hearty steps up the walk’s pace
spring hopes winter waits

There is nothing so limiting to personal freedom as ill health, and in this land of the green runfree, the personal freedom of a truly healthy body is eroding at every turn.

Some may consider the phrase Hale and Hearty somewhat redundant.  I do not.  Although they both allude to the health of a person, their meanings are subtly different.

I think the sum says more than the parts about a person’s Health.

  • Hale – free from disease
  • Hearty – strong, exuberant, vigorous.
  • Health – the general condition of the body or mind with reference to soundness and vigor.

I’ve known more than a few people free from disease, who were not hearty.  Without the Hearty (strength, vigor…) there cannot be total health.

© Perle Champion

F is for Facile Feigned Façade

Day 6 of Blogging from A to Z.  Today’s letter is F
F is for Facile Feigned Façade

facile tears feign need
façade to suit a motive
once seen we pity

Facile tears and feigned need come easily to some – the façade of needinessWyse in the Garden 1 art darker the only way they garner friends.

In the beginning, the audience is large as they follow along from drama to drama.  They watch and participate vicariously as each living play unfolds.  But the theme and plot begin to repeat again and again.

The steady stream of repetition eventually wears thin; the motives of the face behind the façade become more and more clear.

Slowly the followers’ caring turns to pity; the parade of followers thins then falls away.

© perle champion 4/7/14

E is for Errant Environmental Ecocide

Day 5 of Blogging from A to Z.  Today’s letter is E
E is for Errant Environmental Ecocide

if not this day then
when will we accept that we
court a silent spring.

I won’t belabor the point. The haiku says it all.  We know the bees are dying; we know that they atree brancehes 2re essential to our food production. Even those folks who profess to care, spray their lawns, trees, and even themselves with poisons and wonder that they and their gardens do not thrive as they once did.

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Glossary:

errant –  adjective \ˈer-ənt, ˈe-rənt\
behaving wrongly, going outside the proper area

eco·cide  noun \ˈē-kə-ˌsīd, ˈe-, -(ˌ)kō-\
the destruction of large areas of the natural environment especially as a result of deliberate human action

C is for Cawing Crows and Crumbs

Day 3 of Blogging from A to Z.  Today’s letter is C100_4280
C is for Cawing Crows and Crumbs

Cawing crows announce
Hard crumbs strewn across the yard
Birdbath’s now bread soup

Mother’s back yard is a sanctuary where all the leavings of the table are tossed out to the enjoyment of every bird, squirrel, and heaven knows what other creatures venture on the periphery of the perpetual feast she provides.

The crows fascinate and annoy.  There is always a lookout, and when the bounty appears, the call goes out.  The flock arrives swiftly and and perches on the high wires and in the trees then descend together.

They don’t like old 100_1860bread much less that that is gone hard as croutons.  We watch in fascination as one by one they take the large pieces of old bread and dunk them in the birdbath until it a veritable bread soup.

Blue skies, Grey skies

whether stormy grey
deepest blue or clouded scudded
each day is a gift

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Spring fever

Persephone preens
impatient to climb the stair
to sunshine and air

I’m ready, too. The lengthening days tease me with the promise of green growing things.

Camus can have his endless summer; give me Spring.

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64 Days & Counting

here’s looking forward
never back to undone things
spring waits in the wings

I recently remarked that my Poetry e-book would be a ‘piece of cake’. It’s written I said, it’s just a matter of uploading and book.

Well no, such is not the case. While I continue to post poetry to my other Blog on a daily basis, it’s not posted by category.

So, I’ll be printing all my posts out and sorting them by categories such as nature, life lessons, etc. I also need to strip them of photographs and save them as text so I can upload to the e-book software I bought.

What a pain. Patience is not my forte, but I will follow through – I must.

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