Category Archives: Poetry

Rainbow Flowers

Hydrangea 1

Haiku 90

Mystic hydrangea

All colours of the rainbow

Magically appear

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Hydrangea 2

My ancient hydrangea still produces these large beautifully coloured blooms, year after year, even though half the plant seems to have died recently.

Hydrangea 3

The colours of the petals range from yellow green, through pink and lilac to blue and purple; all at the same time.

Hydrangea 5

The plant was already here when we bought the house, but the poor thing doesn’t get enough sun, so it never grew much.

I’ve seen others in the neighbourhood that grow half way up their house walls and dwarf my little plant.

Hydrangea 6

However, mine lives just outside my front door and every time I pass by I stop.

Hydrangea 7

I look at the lovely rainbow petals.

And I smile.

Hydrangea 4

 

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Stirrings

Grape Vine 1

Haiku 89

Seemingly dead plants

Emerging now with new life

Stirrings of Summer

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Grape Vine 2

While those of you in the North are experiencing winter, with bare branches on most trees, down here in Cape Town, these brand new grape vine leaves are emerging from their stark branches.

 

post script: I started this post two months ago, but somehow never got round to processing the photos. And even though our grape vines are slower to develop than those in actual vineyards, by now they are covered in lots of leafy green foliage. There are even teeny grapelets on the vines. Summer arrives very quickly here.

Also, this is my 1111th post. Cool number!

 

Mother Nature Weeps

Rose 1

Haiku 88

Softly falls the rain

Capture every single drop

Mother Nature weeps

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Rose 2

Here in Cape Town we are in our dry season, which lasts about five months. So any rain is especially welcome at this time of year, even if it is only one millimetre!

Rose 3

My roses are grateful. As am I!

 

A Rose For You

Red Red Rose

Haiku 85

Heavenly perfume

One of Nature’s miracles

The scent of a rose

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This rose is from my garden. I only have three rose bushes; one large plant that produces an abundance of pink roses, with little scent, and two small ones that produce only a few red blooms, but with a magnificent scent.

I wish I could somehow transmit this beautiful aroma across the ether!

This red rose is for all my Northern friends; especially Pam at Butterflysand, who loves roses.

May it brighten your day as you approach winter.

 

Remembrance Sunday 2018

Poppy Day

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.

Poem ‘For the Fallen’ by Robert Laurence Binyon.

 

Today, November 11th, is Armistice Day and it is also Remembrance Sunday.  It is 100 years since the end of World War One.

Traditionally red poppies are worn to symbolise those that grew on battle fields such as in Flanders Fields. Often it is hard to find any poppies for sale here in Cape Town, but this year I was happy to see a woman standing outside the local shops selling poppies; the one in the photo.

A two minute silence is held to mark the end of the First World War, at the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

Because we should remember all those fallen in all wars.

And make sure that some day it stops.

 

Apple Blossoms

Apple Blossom 1

Haiku 84

Gnarly old branches

How do you keep producing

Beautiful blossom?

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Apple Blossom 2

My apple tree is ancient. It was already here when we bought the house.

Apple Blossom 3

Though the trunk and branches are covered in lumps and bumps, the tree still survives:

Apple Blossom 4

Producing beautiful blossoms every single year.

However this tree manages it, I am always grateful anew, every single spring.

 

Tiny Miracles of Nature

Feather 1

Haiku 83

Found on my carpet

Wondering where you come from

Tiny grey feather

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Feather 2

Isn’t a feather quite simply perfect?

 

post script: The feather where I found it on my carpet (second photo) is hard to make out, so the first photo shows it more clearly, on top of my hi-fi speaker, lit by sunlight from the window.