A simple poem to commemorate a beautiful rose and a month of contrasts.
A Simple Rose
in fading light
gossamer petals delight
ethereal bloom
gone on the morrow
fate and folklore entwined
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
Lens-Artists Weekly Challenge — Simplicity
Sunshine’s Macro Monday #36
The carnivores have moved into the neighbourhood. Over the last couple of years, we have had the occasional grey butcherbird visit but they don’t normally stick around. February has been the exception. The butcherbirds must have a nest nearby because a juvenile has been practising its maniacal cackle. It is very endearing. On the other hand, there have been few smaller birds around. Too tasty, I guess. Read more
Our Wish
Loss, lost, a path
home, a hearth — lòchran gus an
t-slighe a lasadh
On behalf of the Ragtag Community
Australia burning — Dear Readers, one of my favourite poets and all round nice person, Frank Prem, is currently writing a series of poems on the bushfire crisis that is underway in Australia. Frank is the author of Devil In The Wind, a collection of poems about the personal accounts of those who experienced and survived the horrendous Black Saturday bushfires that swept across Victoria (Australia) in 2009. That book was published last year. Needless to say, I won’t be reading it until the smoke has cleared.
For those of you who may not know, Frank lives in an area that is currently sandwiched between two enormous out-of-control bushfires. This brings a poignancy and emotion to his poems that will touch any reader. These poems are laments for what is, what was, what could have been. Frank writes for all of us who are caught up in this situation. Check out his poems on his website at https://frankprem.wordpress.com/blog/ .
I want to share with you a couple of photos that my husband took in Namadgi National Park a couple of days before Christmas. Read more
I’m a fan of a good love story and Frank Prem’s memoir, Small Town Kid, doesn’t disappoint. This small book of exquisitely written poetry traces Frank’s life from baby through to young adult in the small town of Beechworth, country Victoria (Australia) during the 1960s and 1970s. Read more
In Australia, the expression ‘to stir the possum’ means to stir up trouble, controversy, or interest in an issue. So I thought I would use that expression to generate awareness of the critically endangered mountain pygmy possum. There are less than 2000 mountain pygmy possums left in the wild and their survival is on a knife’s edge. What a tragedy it would be if they were lost to us forever. I have just completed my mountain pygmy possum mosaic and am excited to share it with you. Then, one thing led to another, and I had to write a poem for them too. There is always hope and as usual, good people are working hard to save them. Find out more about these incredible little marsupials and how you can help them here. Now for the poem. Read more
When I first started blogging, I realised I had to take some photos to accompany my words. Now, after nearly two years of blogging (how is that possible?), I search for words to accompany my photos. This blogging business has also re-ignited my True Love’s passion for his own photography. He hasn’t been this happy in a long time. Maybe we will find what we are looking for someday. Read more
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Beautiful bird.
The Rose Robin
hidden depths
behold, shy and superb
the rose robin
graced with its presence
glints
Kind Regards.
Tracy
Response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt — Pink.
One must not be subtle or delicate about climate emergencies.
Who shall dry my tears
when the flowers are gone?
Not the morally bankrupt,
nor the weekend warriors.
Caught in your own bubble
of flattery and deceit.
Walk into my parlour. Take
your seat. Parliament is now in session
and treachery abounds.
Watch your step, watch your back,
said the spider to the clown.
What goes around, comes around.
Earth, she will not wait. Read more
Reflections of An Untidy Mind 