bearcreek haiku (cross posted)

http://bearcreekhaiku.blogspot.com/2015/09/poetry-from-within-citadels-of-ourselves.html

'poetry from within the citadels of ourselves'

                             marcus aurelius (sort of - well, at least as inspiration)






'but', asks ass't. ed. the froster, 'did mr marcus have cats?'



yes, frosty, many of the known (and, especially,

unknown) aspects of rome's empire were based on the philosophies of aurelius's cats. . .



and! let's (quickly) move on to poetry from the mighty shoreline of bear creek. . .



from friend dorothy mclaughlin!  editor and fine poet, first to publish one of my poems!
(she has long since recovered). . .


new earrings
all the mirrors
they'll visit today                      drought
                                          the maple's shadow
                                          shrinking



phynix (ass't. ed. for Peggy Dugan French, of print pub. Shemom - send your poetry to pdfrench@cox.net)
asks, 'did m aurelius's cats wear ear rings?'
umm, I don't really know. . .
'seems important', mumbles phynix. . .



who's the poet wading in the mighty ankle-deep water of bear creek? why, it's charlie mehrhoff!  charlie, please, a poem!. . .


          Go out to where you must,
          to what fields of this green earth

         and blue.

          Become so complete with your stillness

         as to witness the symphony

          of the tall grass as she undulates

with the butterfly’s wing beat.



Exit this world of words

and symbol strewn madness.



Know your heartbeat

to be

the song.  






and isn't someone beside charlie?
holy smokes, it's don wentworth!
(of 'lilliput review' and
        'issa's untidy hut'!). . .

never again,
never again,
   always


the big picture
sunset, butterfly

from his new, loverly poetry
collection 'yield to the willow'




sam (patricia carragon's muse)
states 'a third poet is
walking in bear creek!'

it's chris faiers!
the infamous 'cricket'
of 'riffs & ripples
from ZenRiver Gardens!'

from 'dogku'
by cricket's dog chase
(well, I guess, says sam). . .

wonderful!  wonderful!
fresh, fresh snow
cleaner than my lazy master's house

                                           sniff. . . snuffle
                                           happy days
                                           happy nites

ok, felines and friends, we should close for now - we'll save the poets and/or poems playing in the sand (ok, mud) creekside for the next post (includes 'dream that is not a dream' from elizabeth searle lamb and miriam sagan)

say goodbye!


thelma and callie -
belly rubs for all










savannah - treats for all!





























Tama the station master insists roses, roses

for everyone! especially for Jo Balistreri!. . .

and, for Judith! (happy anniversary!)



 



                                   
see you in a moment



ayaz daryl nielsen                              

                                              darylayaz@me.com  

                                                               darylayaz@gmail.com