The French

Posted on October 10, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Right Garden: A Haiku

Posted on October 10, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Wisdom befriend me
Show from whence your comfort comes
Come ye from the dark?

Location: Frank Lloyd Wright garden at Taliesin; Spring Green, Wisconsin

This November

Posted on October 8, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

I need to be talked down to, talked at
And once I’m abandoned, accused
I need life in ruin, in fear
Promise me the Summer, give Winter
Give me this November, promise not

Coy

Posted on October 6, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

One Spring sing-song day
I took a risk
I lit a match
I set them words on fire, yeah!
Crazy wasn’t my friend then
But I’m swimmin’ in it now, boy!
It was absolutely Spring
I’d remembered what she said

Sunflower Revolution

Posted on October 4, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Who does the wind think it is?
Provoking
Dog barkings
Promoting
Heart havings
When will change not want its way?
Down playing
Naysaying
Up lifting
Day claiming

Get Understanding: A Haiku

Posted on October 3, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

we, Flowers, able
despite the adversity
to rise up, to thrive

Original thought credit:
Proverbs 4:7-8 “…get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding. Exalt her, and she shall promote thee: she shall bring thee to honour, when thou dost embrace her.”

The Architects

Posted on October 1, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Our table, looks like life got solved here
Messy
Pretty life
The time we had….

Our table, looks like love was made here
Real
Hungry love
The time we had!

Location: Frank Lloyd Wright Home and Studio; Oak Park, Illinois

Define Alone

Posted on September 30, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

We are alone, but looking less alone these days, these nights
A bit oxidized, without a second pair O’ eyes to tend to things too
And of gardens, flowers and florals seem to be in season into perpetuity
Libraries, are we, arent we?
May our posterity, should they someday see it so, pity us none

Charged

Posted on September 29, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

“Why’s she so aftaid?” asked Red
“To punch life in the teeth?” thought White
“No, no, no, no, no,” said Blue, “To just back down, knowing she’d forget!”

The Nile

Posted on September 28, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

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Now Lets Do This Thing

The French

Right Garden: A Haiku

Wisdom befriend me
Show from whence your comfort comes
Come ye from the dark?

Location: Frank Lloyd Wright garden at Taliesin; Spring Green, Wisconsin

This November

I need to be talked down to, talked at
And once I’m abandoned, accused
I need life in ruin, in fear
Promise me the Summer, give Winter
Give me this November, promise not

Coy

One Spring sing-song day
I took a risk
I lit a match
I set them words on fire, yeah!
Crazy wasn’t my friend then
But I’m swimmin’ in it now, boy!
It was absolutely Spring
I’d remembered what she said

Sunflower Revolution

Who does the wind think it is?
Provoking
Dog barkings
Promoting
Heart havings
When will change not want its way?
Down playing
Naysaying
Up lifting
Day claiming

Get Understanding: A Haiku

we, Flowers, able
despite the adversity
to rise up, to thrive

The Architects

Our table, looks like life got solved here
Messy
Pretty life
The time we had….

Our table, looks like love was made here
Real
Hungry love
The time we had!

Define Alone

We are alone, but looking less alone these days, these nights
A bit oxidized, without a second pair O’ eyes to tend to things too
And of gardens, flowers and florals seem to be in season into perpetuity
Libraries, are we, arent we?
May our posterity, should they someday see it so, pity us none

Charged

“Why’s she so aftaid?” asked Red
“To punch life in the teeth?” thought White
“No, no, no, no, no,” said Blue, “To just back down, knowing she’d forget!”

The Nile

What
I’m thinking
You already know
This
I already know
What
You’re thinking

What
You’re wishing away
I already denied
This
You already denied
What
I wish away

Given all we think
And
What we know
Despite all we wish
And
What we deny
I cost too much

Wisdom befriend me Show from whence your comfort comes Come ye from the dark?

Location: Frank Lloyd Wright garden at Taliesin; Spring Green, Wisconsin

I need to be talked down to, talked at And once I’m abandoned, accused I need life in ruin, in fear Promise me the Summer, give Winter Give me this November, promise not

One Spring sing-song day I took a risk I lit a match I set them words on fire, yeah! Crazy wasn’t my friend then But I’m swimmin’ in it now, boy! It was absolutely Spring I’d remembered what she said

img_3275.trimWho does the wind think it is? Provoking Dog barkings Promoting Heart havings When will change not want its way? Down playing Naysaying Up lifting Day claiming

we, Flowers, able despite the adversity to rise up, to thrive

Our table, looks like life got solved here Messy Pretty life The time we had….

Our table, looks like love was made here Real Hungry love The time we had!

We are alone, but looking less alone these days, these nights A bit oxidized, without a second pair O’ eyes to tend to things too And of gardens, flowers and florals seem to be in season into perpetuity Libraries, are we, arent we? May our posterity, should they someday see it so, pity us none

“Why’s she so aftaid?” asked Red “To punch life in the teeth?” thought White “No, no, no, no, no,” said Blue, “To just back down, knowing she’d forget!”

What I’m thinking You already know This I already know What You’re thinking

What You’re wishing away I already denied This You already denied What I wish away

Given all we think And What we know Despite all we wish And What we deny I cost too much

Wisdom befriend me
Show from whence your comfort comes
Come ye from the dark?

I need to be talked down to, talked at
And once I’m abandoned, accused
I need life in ruin, in fear
Promise me the Summer, give Winter
Give me this November, promise not

One Spring sing-song day
I took a risk
I lit a match
I set them words on fire, yeah!
Crazy wasn’t my friend then
But I’m swimmin’ in it now, boy!
It was absolutely Spring
I’d remembered what she said

Who does the wind think it is?
Provoking
Dog barkings
Promoting
Heart havings
When will change not want its way?
Down playing
Naysaying
Up lifting
Day claiming

we, Flowers, able
despite the adversity
to rise up, to thrive

Our table, looks like life got solved here
Messy
Pretty life
The time we had….

Our table, looks like love was made here
Real
Hungry love
The time we had!

We are alone, but looking less alone these days, these nights
A bit oxidized, without a second pair O’ eyes to tend to things too
And of gardens, flowers and florals seem to be in season into perpetuity
Libraries, are we, arent we?
May our posterity, should they someday see it so, pity us none

“Why’s she so aftaid?” asked Red
“To punch life in the teeth?” thought White
“No, no, no, no, no,” said Blue, “To just back down, knowing she’d forget!”

What
I’m thinking
You already know
This
I already know
What
You’re thinking

What
You’re wishing away
I already denied
This
You already denied
What
I wish away

Given all we think
And
What we know
Despite all we wish
And
What we deny
I cost too much