Celebrating Poem in Your Pocket Day

Enjoy "PINK AND WHITE"

by Deborah Garrison

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

"Perhaps the earth can teach us..."

Perhaps the earth can teach us

As when everything seems dead

And later proves to be alive

—Pablo Neruda

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

"The career of flowers..."

"The career of flowers differs from ours only in inaudibleness. I feel more reverence as I grow for these mute creatures whose suspense or transport may surpass our own."

-- Emily Dickinson, poet

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

"Mid-week": a Poem by Pat Anthony

"The Clothes-Line" by Helen Allingham

What lingered was the smell–

the I can’t quite identify it– of
laundry hung across the kitchen
or was it laundry fresh from the
clotheslines, each creased towel
like a pinched sachet, loosing sun
and wind, flowers of the moment?

It came on the wind yesterday,
while I was bending over blue
berries and pulling aside the brown
mounds of last season’s grasses to
find each budding shoot and re-
arrange the coffee cans to shield
them from browsing deer in this

predicted chill. I stopped to breathe,

but couldn’t be sure if it was the scent
of soil clinging to my boots or crab
apples’ bloom from the next farm over
or someone’s laundry hanging on a
thread of memory, freshly gathered,
creased into billets-doux, lingering. 

© Pat Anthony

"Winter Garden": a Poem by Mark Windham

There is a stillness as I wander
the rows of the winter garden,
peaceful,
waiting for warmth.

Anticipation hides beneath the frost,
content with knowing seasons turn,
patient,
yet eager for the thaw.

The quiet is broken only by the wind
as it causes the dead leaves to rustle,
pretense
of growth and renewal.

The children watch from the window,
curious about my evening stroll,
ponder
what I search for in the cold.

There is a stillness as I wander,
content with knowing seasons turn,
prelude
of what I search for in the cold.


© Mark Windham

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Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)