Leara writes and other creative things…
Portfolio including poetry and flash fiction from micro fiction to short stories and a bit of photography thrown in for good measure.
This is part of a decorative perimeter surrounding Flagler College in St. Augustine, FL. I saw opposites here regarding the hard, metal chain with geometric shapes juxtaposed against the organic, softer feel of the greenery.
– The Daily Post Photo Challenge: Opposites. Photo ©2009 Leara Morris-Clark .
Cloud formations pass –
Nature entertains above
Cool grass in summer
– Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge #103. Word prompts were “Summer” & “Fun” or synonyms of those. Photo from Pexels.com.
Raindrops fall to earth –
An important puzzle piece
Restoring parched life
– Written for Haiku Horizons Week 122. Prompt was “puzzle.” Photo by wonenownlee.
Raindrops glint sunlight –
Canopy gives way to life,
Flora and fauna
– Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge #100. Word prompts were “Top” & “Light” or synonyms of those. Photo by Tim√.
Mystery Haiku
shadows stretch long arms
underneath the dripping sun
anticipation
– First time publication in Haiku Journal Issue #44. June 1, 2016. Photo from Pixabay.com.
Haiku Journal issues are free and readily available online. Please click through and read some of the other poets.
She loved the scent of raw earth and admired the power of nature.
Thunder rumbled like marching giants and a lightning bolt set the sky ablaze. She leaned in, closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply smelling the aroma of roses mixed with dirt and imminent rain. She loved the scent of raw earth and admired the power of nature.
The rose bushes on Martin’s unmarked grave had grown immensely in a relatively short time. They helped to hide the sadness of loss with their thriving spirit.
It was two years passed, on another stormy night, when the Goddess decided Martin was not meant for this world. Alone, she screamed with the raging storm as his lifeless body emerged. Far from town and with no friends or family to speak of, she mourned unaccompanied and processed her grief as her tears fell with the pouring rain.
Martin’s father had gone off to sea before he knew she was with child and had not returned, so alone she buried his little body and planted roses to give him life after death.
She reconciled with the earth and accepted the necessary balance within the universe. Though she could not fully understand the plans of the Goddess, she recognized that there was an order to it all, beyond her comprehension.
The rain finally began to fall. She sat by the rose bushes on the damp ground with legs crossed. She hummed a tune and ran her hands through the soil as she turned her face toward the sky and let the cool liquid wash over her. Alone she praised the Goddess and felt her heart at peace.
– Written for YeahWrite.me Weekly Fiction|Poetry Writing Challenge #268 Inspired by Prompt up sentence “She closed her eyes to smell the phlox.” WC 260. Photo by Geoff Livingston. “The Nature of Things” won 3rd place by popular vote in this contest.
The sight of your unfurling leaves
Many shades of green
And newborn buds beginning to form
Is a bittersweet welcome to Spring
You bow your boughs
In the breeze waving a forgiving farewell
To the last remnants of a harsh winter
And instinctively stretch your enduring limbs
Toward the warm nourishing sun
It’s your time to follow through
With your seasonal obligations
You flourish center stage
And carry out your devoir with pride
As you excitedly cast your pollen on the wind
A choir of sneezes applauds your performance
And bid a bittersweet welcome to Spring
– Written for WordPress Blogging University, Intro to Poetry, Day 9: Landscape, Apostrophe. Photo from PublicDomainPictures.net.
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