As children head off for the start of the year,
The garden awaits with its colorful cheer.
Photo copyrighted by Nickers and Ink.
Solace in Solstice
The September solstice arrives all too soon,
And hearts wax nostalgic for weekends in June.
But colors grow warm, though the mercury drop,
As earth tilts away from the sweet sun atop.
Out of the bark of a hundred dead trees,
My yellow rudbeckia takes its sweet ease.
Beside the bright blooms, hearty sedum stands tall
Awaiting the final arrival of fall.
The lily stems, bare, are beginning to bend,
Unknowing perhaps of the dark they portend.
Though silent, the sweet fragrant romance may last
Till every blossom does drop from the mast.
For life in our land may be fleeting at most;
The fairest of flowers must give up the ghost.
And yet still remains key persistence of trust
That death will give in to new life in spring’s gust.
Posted for a variety of prompts:
Easy Street Prompts (“for life”)
Heads or Tails (“yellow”)
Monday Poetry Train (poem/s)
One Single Impression (“romance”)
Simply Snickers (“bare,” “bark” and “beside”)
Sunday Scribblings (“key”)
Theme Thursday (“beginning”)
Totally Optional Prompts (“homework”)
Weekend Wordsmith (“silent”)
Odd Shots (photo/s – odd shots)
Scenic Sunday (photo/s)
Sunday Stills (photo/s)
Thursday Challenge (photo/s)
Today’s Flowers (photo/s – flowers)
Watery Wednesday (photo/s)
Weekend Snapshot (photo/s)
Wordless Wednesday (photo/s)