Contemplation

From three years ago, a message about self-awareness.

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Self-awareness

Contemplation

Weren’t part

Of an egret’s

Innocent game

Even though

The self

Reflected self

Were one

And, the same

The rippled

Reflected self

Was perceived

As a stranger

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What Do You Do?

At first I wanted revenge.  Spraying Roundup on something he held near and dear?  No, didn’t want to start a war.  Displaying tacky plastic flowers where my lilies formerly were?  Nobody in the neighborhood would get it.

My neighbor was a little too enthusiastic about spraying weed killer this spring.  He doesn’t yet know it, but his flowering crabapple tree is on the critical list–as well.  I doubt if he could tell a lily leaf from a blade of grass anyway.

This would make a good case for the Judge Judy show.  Out of three different types of lilies, only one was left.  These were on my property–there was no encroachment.  I was most disappointed that the ones, with three yellow, and three brown petals were gone.  These came from my daughter’s yard in Illinois.

Today was transplant day.  All surviving lilies were transplanted, far away from my neighbor, and his notorious spraying.  I’ve included a picture of how things looked two years ago.  The deep red and gold lilies were all that remained.  They’re, not in bloom, left of the yellow/brown lilies.

Raindrop’s Roar

This was the case, again today–to the accompaniment of howling wind.  An encore presentation from two years ago.

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Anticipate

The sound

A single raindrop

Makes–then

Another–still

More–until

They roar

Like thunder

On a rainy day

 

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Death Angels

Since this was written two years ago, I’ve learned there are four types of carnivorous plants native to the area.  There are, in addition to pitcher plants, butterworts, sundews, and bladderworts.

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Tiger swallowtail

Flitted among a coven

O hooded ultraviolet

Death angels

Guarding portals

To destruction

Ultimate, sweet

Sticky, temptation

Enticed, the uncaring

The unwary

To join them

Along hollowed

Long–stemmed

Paths of fate

Image, Alabama Nature Conservancy–