Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Winter is different here in the desert southwest. While others up north have snow and more snow, we have sunshine days with a few freezing nights to keep us humble. Last night was one of those nights.
I awaken to the garden fountain frozen and crusted with ice, yet it still labors to move the water. The birds, hungry from a long night of cold temperatures are having a feeding frenzy at the feeders. Scattered around the fountain edge are bodies of dead bees. They drink from this fountain daily, but the cold snap must have surprised them.
I’m sad for the bees, but there is life in the garden, for a garden is a constant cycle of life, death, and rebirth.
spring’s eternal hope
from tiny seeds to blossoms
wildflowers blooming
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Haibun Monday- Spring
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge
EarthWeal: Renewal
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
Your winters are so lovely compared to ours, can’t imagine frost. Bet it is magical.
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Yes, they are marvelous! Thank you V.J.
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Wish I was there to experience it. Sigh!
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Gentle and clear, like water under the ice in the fountain. The bunnies are adorable!
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Thank you so much Lisa.
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Beautiful, Linda. I can see the birds at the feeder after their cold night.
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Yes they are quite active! Thanks Sherry.
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We’ve had a rather mild winter this year, but I used to love a good frost, especially the way cobwebs turn to crystal.
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A gorgeous Haibun and an amazing photo. I was shocked at how cold it feels here in Arizona in the winter. I don’t remember it feeling so cold when I lived in Peoria (many, many years ago). I’m sure climate change has changed the temperatures here too. But that sun… we are lucky to feel the sun. ❤
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Yes, we are!
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I do remember my winter in Arizona and it felt strange in so many ways (mostly it felt like a Swedish summer)…
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Hah! I bet.
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We haven’t had a real snowfall this year at all (yet) here in south Jersey. This is so true: ” for a garden is a constant cycle of life, death, and rebirth.” Spring is a time of hope.
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Yes, it is! Thanks Merril.
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A lovely portrait of that emerging Spring, Linda! Well done!
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Thank you Frank.
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I immediately felt sad for the bees but your beautiful poem made sense with the cycle of life, death and rebirth. Simply wonderful imagery, vivid descriptions and a gentle, uplifting ending, bravo Linda 🙂
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Thank you.
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Life cycle is expressed beautifully with a tinge of sadness. Feeling sad for those bees.
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Yes, me too. They love my garden though.
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I love the simple eye here, reading what is, the life which surrounds, the death of those who can’t survive. The ice and the blooms both. Thanks so for bringing this to earthweal. – Brendan
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Thank you for your thoughtful comments Brendan.
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It’s lovely to read of this peaceful and joyous renewal, so well recreated here.
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Thank you Rosemary.
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Thank you for the reminder Linda. Your words and the photo of the fountain took me back to my life in Southern Africa. WInters were a few frosty mornings, brilliant sunshine and clear blue skies for months and being quite comfortable in a shirt and shorts after 9:00 am. After 15 years, I still find Canadian winters a bit harsh although this one has been,mild..
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What marvelous memories you must have!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks Chuck.
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Last night we had rain here in Brooklyn instead of frost. I’m still waiting for my snow:) Lovely haibun Linda.
Pat
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Thank you!
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