Showing posts with label blossoms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blossoms. Show all posts

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Rescue Mission

One moment ago, this lampost was teetering on the brink! This happens every now and then, when conditions are aligned. Fortunately for all of us, a bevy of blossoms were floating nearby and came to the rescue just in time!.

Secret Garden, Central Park

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Messy Cherry Blossoms

I told all my blossoms to wait for the bell
and then bloom all at once in a flowerly spell!
But they burst out whenever, however, wherever,
and now it's a tangly blossomy hell!

Monday, April 4, 2016

A blossom covered day


 Is that the same dull winter sparrow
bursting with life like a happy bud?
Is that me, with clumps of spirit blossoms resting in my hand?
Me, with a new leaf painted in my soul?

Reservoir April 2016

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

On The Nature of Faith

Bursting with hope of a new life to come
paltry  under-nourished  single-blossom twiggy  green  stick of a plant
staked out a plot in the center of things.
Catching fire in that messy dirt
Growing into the waiting days
Sticking to it.

Small flowers stick to it

Monday, August 25, 2014

That Unrelenting Tug

Keeping your distance, safely
Resisting that magnetic hold
the  unmistakable

Fleeing in circles

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Beautiful Tree Plus Selfie?

This dog walker could not possibly be ignoring beauty in order to stare at a barely decipherable iPhone screen.  No, even his dog is fully aware. 

Therefore, our Insightful Photographer has concluded that this individual dog walker is actually capturing a selfie with the beautiful tree in order to highlight not only the synchronicity of co-location, but also the inherent one-ness of all.

Fortunately, the canine remains super-aware of a more tangible reality.

phone-gazing dog walker

Mission for the Day,
1. Find a beautiful element in your nearby environment.
2. Capture yourself near the element
3. Imagine what it would be like to share some of the elemental essence.
4. Report back to headquarters; send a photo.

Monday, September 23, 2013

Jail Break! Jail Break!

Attention All Bystanders! Attention ! Attention !!

We had an early report of a Flower Breakout on the Upper East Side, and the rumors have been confirmed!

Several dozen small daisy-like blossoms, including stems, have managed to escape confinement and are loose and at large. Several have been captured, but many are still out there! Although these particular inmates are not known to be dangerous, they have been under house arrest for many months and may have acquired questionable behavior characteristics. Even worse, these blossoms may be in danger themselves, from unattentive walkers and unfriendly dogs!

If you spot any suspicious flowers and stems of any kind, please notify The Authorities instantly. You may save a life.

Escaping flowers caught in the glare of a searching headlight

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Thursday, September 5, 2013


I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again,
With the odds of success about one in ten,
Is it time to re-think what my methods have been?

I’ve tried it before,
And I'll try it some more!
Sooner or later I’ll settle the score.

Remember that time when it all seemed to work?
Obsessing, regressing, and going berserk?
It's bound to recur, or was it a quirk?

It will all be OK if I have my way!
Maybe I’ll rant and maybe I’ll pray,
But whatever I do, I will have my say!


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red flower

Monday, August 26, 2013

On Paying Attention

Don't forget to appreciate the black-eyed susans

Crossroads outside Crestone Colorado

Friday, August 9, 2013

Of Furnished Rooms & Clouded Doorways

Harsh lights gritty sidewalks, squeaking grating doorways,
Metal glass chrome doors, decals pealing and maybe a bell,
Hard to remember where I left those cut-up dreams.
I let one go the other day, just a crumple and a toss and a "So what now?"
There’s another one around the corner, right?

Dim-lit yellow hallways, bathroom down the hall,
Shredded carpet, bruised and dirty,
Don’t even think about the paint.
A single cot, thin mattress, square table made with wood,
That single bulb hanging on to a cord.
There in the corner, I saw the crumpled might-have-been.
Missed the rusted basket; poor shot.
I walked out with it, of course
I should have left it there along with the rest of the picture.

Instead I spread it out on an ironing board,
Ink worn through and faded, edges broken and frayed,
But maybe it could have been salvaged.

I think I see a painted house, light green, and a stoop.
There’s a bay window, I remember now, pink reflected in the window pane,
Something’s on the window ledge, I think it's a little cat.
And a hose out front. Yes, I see it now,
A hose and a sidewalk, straight to the curb and down to the puddled street.
Not much of a yard, but a sprinkler!
You know, it could have done with a watering can.

I keep it with me now, after paying all that attention.

Anyway you never know.

Brooklyn Botanic Garden, August 2013

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Rose ALa Brooklyn Bottanic Gardens

Beautiful Brooklyn

Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, August 2013

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Of Coming and Going and Reserection

I once was a flower of spirit & elan
I can’t remember when
I was part of a cluster of beauty you see
But I didn’t see it then
I think I had a sweet bouquet
But I can’t remember when
My beauty faded, like it does
I regret it now and then
I lost my petals and fell to the ground
I’m not sure what happened then
Somehow this summer I came back again
But I can’t remember when!

Snowball bush in the Secret Garden -- 2013

Mission for the day:
1. Select a time when you should be doing something else
2. Breath deeply. In......Out. Iiiiiiinnnnn..... Out...
3. Picture a clock in your mind.

(how many of you pictured an alarm clock with a bell on top?)

4. Now think: Tick! jump! Tock! jump! Tick! jump! Tock!!
5. Finally, recall the quiet, sweeping second hands of old...... tiiccckkkktocccckkktiiccckkkktocccckkk

May you be blessed sweeping petals and slowly changing things, ( was a bloom with esprit and élan,)

Monday, May 27, 2013

Happy Pansies Observing Those Who Pass By

There are those who will quibble and nibble and gripe
About focus and lighting –well you know the type.
They miss all the fun with their nitpicking jury:
Some pansies are born to be blurry!

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Sunday, May 12, 2013

Nothing Says May Like Lilacs!

If on your travels today you stumble upon a lilac, breath deeply and remember another spring day, almost like this very one, when a lilac walked into your heart.

May Lilacs in the Conservancy Gardens, Central Park

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Park Avenue Tulip Platter

There are many successful ways to serve tulips. One of the most popular is the Park Avenue Red Tulip Platter featured here in duplicate. Diners are warned, of course, to avoid taxicabs and to obey all traffic signals.


Thursday, April 18, 2013

Post title

It’s the daily-ness that wore me down,
the over and over and on and on.

Winter thudding along, mashing thoughts of spring into the muddy creases,

Waiting, waiting. Will nothing ever happen?
I am frozen like fingers on a frost-bit doorknob.
No don’t try to open it, I’ve tried.

Oh, it’s the daily-ness of winter, where is spring?
How can I stop this brain-dead dialog,
conjuring up a wrinkled copy of last year’s anticipation?
Can't I give it one more try?
Force out one more inaudible day?

Waiting on the curbs and playgrounds,
watching through the doors and windows,
trudging after draining, unmet expectations
along that repetitious path into another afternoon.

I saw the yellow first and then that somehow different green:
transparent, sun-lit, red-tipped, replicating life.
Sun slanting and shifting through the afternoon showers,
breaking into rainbows.

English Conservancy Garden, April 2013

English Conservancy Gardens, Central Park April 2013