Flowering Dogwood

Welcome to Poetry Friday! This week Poetry Friday is hosted by poet and artist Michelle Kogan HERE. Thank you for hosting.

Today, I am beginning a brief couple of week’s break from posting on Salt City Verse. It’s because I’ll be with my family celebrating our oldest son’s wedding. It seems a long while since we’ve had an important momentous event, besides holidays, to bring us together. I am excited!!

Sometimes good things happen at once. That is the case with the Flowering Dogwood blooming outside my office window. The tree is right against my window so when it blooms, it fills the window and I imagine a forest of dogwoods, though it’s only one tree.

Flowering Dogwood.

Why the name Dogwood? According to Google, one theory on the tree’s name is: “The common name dogwood comes from one colonial description of the fruit as being edible but not fit for a dog.”

I have noticed each year the small very pretty knobby red round fruit that comes after the flowers are gone. I guess I will assume that things not fit for dogs are not fit for humans, and though edible are not very tasty.

Here’s a haiku:

Dogwood's full white blooms
catching light by my window--
time for a wedding. 




© Janice Scully 2023

Have a wonderful weekend! I hope I have some time to catch up with Poetry Friday when I’m away.

Haiku: Lilacs in Full Bloom

Happy Poetry Friday. We are hosted here by Robyn, at Life at the Deckle Edge. Thank you, Robyn for hosting.

As I write this it is beautiful in Central New York. To make things even better I received my Summer Poem Swap list from Tabatha and look forward to sending and receiving summer poems. Thanks, Tabatha!

During National Poetry Month I posted a haiku about the lilacs flowering in my yard. They were tight little purple buds on April 23, seen Here. Now they are I think at their peak and deserve a final haiku.

Lilacs in full bloom.
I waited for two weeks-- 
you showed no hurry.

© Janice Scully 2023
 

Haiku, Day #30 National Poetry Month

This is my last haiku for this month. I’ve learned there are are a limitless number of ideas in the world, ideas you don’t see if you don’t really look. This lovely egret, in a photo by Kat Borland who lives in San Antonio, took my breath away, standing so proudly.

Picture by Kat Borland

Perched high on a fence,
silently scanning back yards-- 
sleek feathered hunter.

© Janice Scully 2023 

Haiku, Day 27 National Poetry Month

I’m nearing the end of April and will miss writing a haiku a day. Perhaps I will continue with a poem of some form every day, try to avoid the myriad of distractions.

Here’s a haiku inspired by my favorite green that used to be enjoyed by the ancient Greeks and Romans. I like it simmered with sautéed garlic and onions in olive oil, beans and a little chicken broth. It’s one of my favorite and easy things to cook.

Escarole lives on--
ancient salad greens survived
the collapse of Rome.

©Janice Scully 2023
 

Haiku: Day 25 of National Poetry Month

In Scientific American Magazine, (May 2023 issue), I read that space exploration is focusing on a few of the many moons of Jupiter, such as Europa, because water was spotted by the Hubble Space Telescope. Water, of course, may mean life.

It seems, to explore moon oceans, a moon walk might not be enough. And to get there, it will take eight years for the six-ton JUICE ( which stands for Jupiter Icy Moons Explorer) to get there.

Water plumes spotted--
Jupiter's icy moons slosh.
Time for a moon dive.

© Janice Scully 2023