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A New Spring

So happy to see

birds returning to my tree,

and squirrels too, at play.

Spring has come. I feel so blessed

to just be here, and be free.

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Joyce E. Mannhalter

In true Tanka form I welcome a new season, a new spring. The cold winter months might be gone for a season, but often there is another one or two big snowstorms that hit before really warm temperatures announce it summer.

It has been a long, dry season in my writing too, not because I did not want to post or write, but other things and obligations took precedence over that. During that period it was a time of self-reflection and I needed to prioritize what was most important at the time. It was a time of growth too, both spiritually and in learning how to become more self-sufficient as I am now single again. I am so grateful and thankful for the way God has revealed His plan and purpose in my life and shown me how much more I need to trust Him.

“Casting all your care upon Him; for he careth for you.” I Peter 5:7 KJV

A Happy Spring to all,

JEM

What grows beneath the rock

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This rock cropping is a part of the large boulders we have on our mountain property in Roosevelt National Forest, northwest of Fort Collins, Co. where the Aspen trees can grow and survive through any season or weather in the Rockies. Their leaves turn a bright yellow during the peak of autumn. When we see the first of the leaves turning we know it will be an early fall season, and the temperatures begin dropping. I took this photo on Sept. 6, and wrote the poem for this photo.

From out of the rocks

grow tiny Aspen seedlings;

green and yellow leaves

claiming a place all their own

declaring it now autumn

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2015

Farewell to Summer’s sweet end

 

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Summer shies away

while autumn draws nigh and cool

I bid sad farewell

To the season’s warm sweet smells

Of late August blooms, and sigh

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2015


Farewell Sweet Summer

Autumn leaves

Autumn leaves; this photo is one I took a year ago at the peak of Autumn.

 

Farewell sweet summer nights

when a cricket’s chorus

sings to dark, cool skies,

and lulls my slumbering eyes.

When through my window, a breeze

 turns to early dew,

and blooms shiver in the morn,

and the rising sun

brings a cold brisk autumn chill.

With the change of season comes

colorful array

of trees that shed their bright coats

now red, amber, gold,

and the harvest’s bounty grown

in abundance on the ground

gathered up and sold

to town markets all around,

with baskets full of

ripe cornucopia found.

Farewell to sweet summer’s end.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2014)

 

Well-chosen words…

Good writing is like

planting seeds in fertile soil;

well-chosen words placed

where they are most effective

produce the desired results

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The above poem tells what I try to achieve with my writing, but am not always sure I am successful. It is what I have been striving for whenever I write anything; to choose my words well, place them where they do the most good and can be easily understood, interpreted and be concise.  At times it would seem as if I revise or edit more often than necessary. But, often when I think I’m finished I reread it again and suddenly find a spelling error or maybe I will feel a meaning is not expressed well enough for some and I wonder if readers can get exactly just what I was trying to say, and I start over again. A spelling error or word left out at times that I discover later gets frustrating when I find it after I have already posted and have to go back, correct, edit, re-post or update.

Then there is the other thing that totally frustrates me. I have a deteriorating and advancing vision problem and eye disease necessitating me to use about two or so different strength reading glasses at times to be able to see clearly what I am reading, typing, posting and writing. It is called AMD (Age-related Macular Degeneration).  It is not so uncommon with people as they get older, but is something that un-nerves me when wanting to get a written piece right and not discover errors later. Even using a recipe when I cook or bake requires close attention and the stronger reader glasses.

So, if I find a misspelled word or one left out or one used incorrectly its back to editing or revising again before I get it right.  And if a reader or writer finds it or wishes to correct me that’s OK too, as I appreciate good feedback. Thanks.  Now, I will once again proofread this before posting. 🙂

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Joyce E. Johnson (2014)

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