The Lighter Side of JzB

Here you will find photos, poetry, and possibly some light-hearted foolishness. For the Heavier Side
of JzB
see my other blog,
Retirement Blues. (There be dragons!)

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Every day visits*
From Moose, Goose, and Orb Weaver
All seized by Haiku

"Why moose and goose?" you may ask. Back on 2/04/13 Pirate wrote a haiku with an elk in it, and I responded with
one with a moose and then included him every day. A few days later in comments Mystic asked "Where's the goose?"
So I started including her with this post on 2/07. A week later on the 14th, Mark Readfern
asked for and received a spider. The rest is history.

*Well, most days, anyway. Grant me a bit of poetic license.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

I G Tuesday platform

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I never thought that I would be
Moldering beneath a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against what used to be my chest;

A tree who sends its roots down deep
To draw on my eternal sleep;

And up above its branches grow
Nourished by my limbs below.

Poems are made by food like me.
Who might end up feeding a tree.


Imaginary Garden With Real Toads


  1. And still from the trees grow poems like on the leaves..

    Wonderful thoughts .. but I'm sure those poems are not yet signed by you.

  2. I saw an article on this subject, and I quite like the idea of being food for a tree but perhaps not left in a pod-like casing.

    I like the whimsy of your piece, and especially the final couplet.

  3. That's a really cool way to see the never ending cycle

  4. I too like the idea of being food for a tree--humility and practicality in death--


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