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Swallowtails
These butterflies follow me around any time I go in my backyard flying around my head and following me on my walks but they’re always busy and have rarely seemed to slow down but as I was gardening one day a few landed on this flower and I had to take a picture since I’ve been trying to capture they’re beauty for a year now.
Tegan Ott
The Hawk
Sparrows love the seclusion of the thick-branched shrub outside my window. Their sweet tweets keep me company whether I'm meditating, meeting on Zoom, or writing.
I was able to catch this photo of a visitor!
Hawk!!!
Debra Basham
Somewhere Else
Nature inspires poetry. As the season of summer falls apart, yielding itself helpless against the coming of winter, autumn takes me Somewhere Else.
Here is a poem by that title:
Somewhere Else
Sipping tea, just home from a friend's Celebration of Life service
A copy of Marcia Perry's For the Love of Trees
bends itself open to page 31—En Pointe
Outside my window, Robin perches on the branch of the weeping cherry
I've seen her there several times in the past few days
Looming so out of place on its delicate branches, I wonder what draws her there
As though in answer to my question
My eyes drift to the place beside the sidewalk where Crimson oak used to stand
Like my friend, a vacancy resides which once had been filled
How many years now that tree did welcome Robin and her broods
Now she, too, must build a new home somewhere else
Lemony ginger swills on my tongue as I resist the urge to swallow
I must soon move but for this moment I will hold my heart open to taste the loss
Debra Basham 4-22-2017
Saddest of Days
This smooth water was seen on Pine Island, Florida, and is a good reminder that the grief is a journey of waters: some days turbulent, some days smooth.
Saddest of Days
We buried her today
way too soon
Nothing prepared me
for the shock
Then soon she rose up
gathering all of my memories
Reaching the depths
of my despair
Singing my sadness to sleep
so our joy could dance on….
Debra Basham 04-01-2019