Author Archives: Sabra Bowers
———————————————— The green of Dogwood Red of Japanese Maple Coleus on my porch ————————————————- The letter X was a secret symbol used to say you were a member of the church. Chi (or x) is the first letter in the … Continue reading
Rocking on the porch Cicadas’ songs surround me Feeling underwhelmed
My last memory of you gardening You sat on the ground weeding Not enough energy to stoop ————————————————– A memory of my late husband. I have a photo of him that day doing the weeding, but I don’t have access … Continue reading
Everywhere I look Colorful, summer flowers I miss bare branches ————————————————– Another haiku written for the 2021 postcard poetry Fest. I am in a nursing home this year and don’t see the summer flowers…sad about my loss of many things. … Continue reading
Structure of haiku Taming this wild mind of mine Reclaiming poeming ———————————————– One of my haikus written for the 2021 postcard poetry Fest. I look forward to this year’s fest.
The moon shines down Moonflowers look up On my patio
At birth water breaks…then a good bath is required Often baby’s head is baptized Daily showers or baths thereafter At death a sponge bath
Sunday, late August Weekly day of renewal Napping with the cat
monkey grass blossoms naturally spread far and wide not knowing their place ——————————————– My haiku written 8-8-21 for the Postcard Poetry Fest.