October 1, 2018 by bardessdmdenton

Nature Insight: Ready or Not

And so October begins …

Berries ripened, hips turned yellow to red;

mushrooms appeared so clean in the grass;

and still a flowering here and there,

as if spring was in the air

not winter on our minds.

But when the leaves turn colors,

the wind turns cold and brings them down …

… before we, at least, are ready.

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March 29, 2014 by bardessdmdenton

Cracked Pot – Repost

Thought this one was appropriate to repost with yet another blast of snow forecasted for Western New York tonight and tomorrow; and, also, as I sink further into the sweet lunacy that seems to be unavoidable as I finish a second novel. Apologies for my absence from your blogs – hopefully, soon I will have more free time and mind-energy! Thank you for your patience.

English Robin Copyright by DM Denton

Looking for a little relief.

The pot is cracked from the cold,
the lavender scented like summer;
spring bulbs show impatience
while knowing they must wait.

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March 3, 2014 by bardessdmdenton

Illustrative Return

I noticed the geese flying because their wings were silent,

their thoughts out loud,

direction unchanged,

destination in question,

frozen over with winter—

their signposts

for spring:

necessity,

expectation,

instinct,

inevitability.

Or was belief all they needed?

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December 11, 2013 by bardessdmdenton

Repost: The Conscience of Christmas

Really hoped to come up withsome new, but with one thing and another, including a sick kitty – who is thankfully much better now – I will share this one again (written after the Newtown, Connecticut tragedy last year), which fits in with the spirit of sorrow and hope with the passing of Nelson Mandela. This post could just as well be titled “The Conscience of Anytime.” Peace.

The weather isn’t frightful
as the snow falls on cue,
just following its heart
that longs for innocence
in a world where it is
all too brief.

The cold creates a warmth of
knowing we must come in
from the harsh winds that blow
humanity to shame
and haunt its soul for right
to be done.

The season cannot change what
happened to children who
did not doubt tomorrow
and to all those who did,
their smiles lost in tears
not in vain.

For as long as winter turns
from darkness to cast light
on a softer view through
the narrowing window
of how to make amends,
we must try.

Blessings of the season to all.
Prayers for non-violence to prevail
in the New Year and beyond.

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November 27, 2013 by bardessdmdenton

Repost: Thanks Given

Snapdragons still bloom

wintery chills loom

pumpkins for taking

pies in the making

sunshine falls brightly

forgotten nightly

shadows stretch designs

all nature resigns

arresting in growth

a mutual oath

leaves fallen in faith

barrenness awaits

beyond the ending

hope is transcending.

Thanks are now given

for earth and heaven.

Note: The painting was done by my mom, June, on a ceramic tile and is part of our autumn decorations.

Happy Thanksgiving to my US friends and Blessings to all!

And as a special thank you, my new holiday short story,

The Snow White Gift

is available on Kindle for FREE download

this Friday, November 29th!

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February 24, 2013 by bardessdmdenton

Migration

It is almost spring
and I have just come home,
having just been there,
like those black-necked geese
flying home to home.

There the robin had arrived
clumsy and bold-breasted
on the last snow
that came
like the first.

Here the robin stayed
small and poised
to see the winter through—
this bare, green winter
that would’ve been even longer
without it.

The doves welcomed me back,
side by side in the open sway of the lilac.

The blackbird teased with its company;
so often my only company.

This is some old writing, the opening pages of a journal I did while living in England, written after returning from a visit to the States. I offer it for all those who have, at some time, experienced being transplanted in one way or another.

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January 19, 2013 by bardessdmdenton