At Ant Kamp last week, we had several guests including Juniper Gillian, my sister and the kids’ mom. She spent Tuesday with us in the Secret Garden . . . painting, eating lunch and slurping sno cones. Later in the afternoon, she challenged us to write poetry. The little ones went off on other adventures, while Apple Pie, Juniper Gillian and I wrote poems. Here’s some of our fruit.
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| painting by JG |
A Flower
A flower, it opens in the morning,
but closes at night.
Is it afraid to stay up all
night? Does it wonder what the sky looks like when it
sleeps? If you think that,
then next time don’t pick
the flower. Let it dream.
Written by Apple Pie (2013 copyright. all rights reserved. Apple Pie.)
Two Haikus
two shoes a pairing
travel on the path alone
dare to find a way
pass by blowing winds
to tell the story in time
of new life again
Written by Juniper Gillian (2013 copyright. all rights reserved. Juniper Gillian.)
Three Stanza Haiku
tidal pounding waves
uniform polish flat gray
rock garden lined street
haystack rock stands firm
immovable mass unmoved
sunlit moss glows bright
rock or wave which me
illuminates middle years
ebbing and flowing
Written by Juniper Gillian (2013 copyright. all rights reserved. Juniper Gillian.)
Red Shoe
red shoe with a hole
found along the creek bed old
where is your mate?
Birds of a Feather
birds of a feather
tangerine, yellow and green
a tropical view
A Riddle
one chip
two flips
three dips
four rips
five nips
six hips
what are you?
Written by Kel Rohlf (2013 copyright. all rights reserved. Kel Rohlf)
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