Archive for ‘Janet’

September 3, 2013

The punter–a limerick in response

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Poetry challenge: Limerick.

Here’s my limerick response to my husband’s limerick

The punter’s a man of great skill
Who wishes other players no ill
But if into him
Those players run in
The penalty’s a quite bitter pill

(And he can walk once he’s done playing!!)

janet

March 21, 2013

Summer Heat

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Summer Heat

Twill sleeve
brushes my cheek
as I pour your tea.

Love and desire
coalesce like the condensation
on the china lips of the teacups

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March 12, 2013

March–a haiku

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March

Grey lowering skies
Weep copiously all day
Snow in full retreat

February 15, 2013

Winter–a haiku

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Our lilacscopyright janet m. webb

Our lilacs
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January 29, 2013

Two in the bush–two haiku

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Snowy diamonds
Beneath bare winter branches
Small birds twittering

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January 4, 2013

Bare bones: Haiku.

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Bare bones: Haiku.

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December 7, 2012

Snow: haiku

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Snow swaddles the earth

Light and beauty to the night

Sweet silence descends

November 17, 2012

Three haiku

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Hummingbird supping
Green wings beat so quickly that
He appears a blur

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November 2, 2012

A haiku for Sandy–the aftermath

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The Aftermath

­­­Tonight I can hear
The small house sounds around me
Rain has stopped falling

(You can tell from this haiku that I was fortunate to first of all,  experience Sandy from the edges of her fury and secondly, to even have a house in which to hear noises once the rain stopped.  My prayers and thoughts go out to all those affected by the hurricane and those who are engaged in trying to restore a semblance of normality to millions.)

October 16, 2012

Rocky Mountain High

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I wish I were in Boulder
on top of Lookout Mountain at night
      with the city spread out below
      and Denver in the distance,
      stoplights changing,
      headlight moving,
      but no noise…
      as if it were a gigantic toy
             running silently.

The cold, crisp air surrounding me
    canopying numberless stars
behind
    the strong, solid mountains;
a cocoon of silence battening me from shocks
and an occasional plane silently twinkling its lights
    as it passes by
    on a mysterious journey from one someplace
    				to another.
October 12, 2012

In praise of showers

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On a day when you’re tired and hot
And sore muscles are all that you’ve got
Just hop in the shower
And in less than an hour
You’ll feel much better—at lot!

Dry, cracked earth cries out
Gentle rain falls from grey clouds
Earth sighs joyously

October 9, 2012

A plethora of poetry

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For some reason I seem to have poetry on the brain, so just for fun, here are four different poems types.

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October 2, 2012

That tricky bird!

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I’ve been thinking about “my” cardinal lately (http://sustainabilitea.wordpress.com/2012/07/14/mockingbird/) as I haven’t seen or heard him.  This cardinal did not want to be photographed, which led to these limericks.  Enjoy!

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September 30, 2012

Fall

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September 24, 2012

Two haiku

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Copyright janet m. webb 2009

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September 21, 2012

Poetry as pain reliever

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(Harry, thanks for the invitation to be a part of Poet’s Corner.  Bill’s been talking about this blog and I’m honored to be part of it.  The following is a poem I posted on my blog, http://sustainabilitea.wordpress.com/, and one that I hope the other poets will enjoy or identify with.   janet)

I used to write a lot of poetry. I think mostly it was a way to work through pain or difficulties. Where I am today, I don’t write much poetry. Perhaps because I am content. Or maybe I write prose poetry or create poetry through cooking, being a better friend, writing cards or creating a home. At any rate, here’s something from my very distant past.

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