Green Are… Poem and Photography from my Garden

Green Are... Poem and Photography from my Garden - Thoughts on green and why green is good, but only if it comes in a bunch

Green Are, Poem and Photography from my Garden

Green are the leaves that grow between birds
Outside my window, playing hide and seek with the sky.
And green are the last of my vineyard’s hopes too,
Among rusty leaves, the last of a summer of grapes.

Green are my thoughts, the ones you see through my eyes –
Is my soul green? I surely hope it still is.
And green are the thoughts I keep in my heart,
For they are not ripe-green yet.

For green is good, I think,
As long as aplenty green things there are.
The singular green frightens me, envious and cold,
Therefore green is good in a bunch.

For green were the seas of my childhood tales
Of maidens who could and princes who dared, a tad.
And green were my teen years,
When I thought I could do it all, like them.

Green are the spines on my bookshelves now,
And a magic green pencil lays on my desk
For the times inspiration fails me,
I pick it and its energy handwrites me new tales.

Green Are Poem Photography

Green are my hopes that end one more decade,
And I think that’s pretty cool too.
For green speaks of more springs to come,
Of harvests of hopes, and a future in green.

Green Are Poem Photography

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Maroons, Autumn’s Chocolates

Maroons Autumn's chocolates, chestnuts on forest floor

As Autumn fades into Winter, I find myself longing for roasted chestnuts. Prickly, like the history of their maroons shades, they are Autumn’s chocolates.

Maroons Autumn's chocolates. Coffee, Silent Heroes book, quill and ink pot.

I trust my inspiration to the rich, maroon liquid I came to associate with writing and quiet introversion at home. Its many shade and richness, in the auburn Autumn, are luscious bits of legal bliss.
Coffee.

Maroons Autumn's chocolates. Chocolate speckled eggs in a nest in forest.

Perhaps autumn found inspiration for its sepia, russet and chocolates between the patterns of birds’ eggs.

Maroons Autumn's chocolates. person holding fireworks in a forest.

Did you know that before naming a color, maroon, already associated with chestnuts bursting in the fire, dubbed a firework’s explosion?

Marooned by Howard Pyle, Public Domain. Maroons Autumn's chocolates
Marooned by Howard Pyle, Public Domain

I love how the word maroon escaped from a 17th century label for unruly people… to anyone marooned on an island in 18th century & beyond. It happened because authoritative would sent the wild specimens on an island they could not escape from, nor survive on!

Maroon has richness to it, depths, warmth. It is a promise never disappointing. Burgundy roses, chestnuts, chocolates paired with a glass of wine, coffee, tulips, an aubergines. Yet in art, maroon is perceived as a shade of red, a darker red – near burgundy, carmine, crimson, fire engine red, magenta, rust (like russet?) and scarlet, terra cotta, Venetian red, vermilion… A poem of colors.

One of my favorite spots of maroon in art is in The Wedding Feast at Cana by the Italian artist Paolo Veronese, a massive painting housed in the Salle des États of the Louvre Museum, facing The Mona Lisa. The Wedding Feast at Cana tells a beautiful biblical story of the Marriage at Cana, at which Jesus converts water to wine. And… there are dogs painted right in the center and one other dog with a gorgeous maroon head… on the left side:

I leave you now with a Maroon Haiku:

Of secret islands,
It transcended centuries
Boom! In my coffee.

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Amber, Autumn’s Dragonfly Moment Captured in a Leaf

amber autumn dragonfly moment

It all started with a dragonfly in amber. Dragonfly, the epitome of a perfect moment. Amber, the symbol of courage. The courage to live in the moment, for each moment is perfect. And Autumn captured it for eternity. dragonfly amber symbol courage

amber dragonfly

If sepia is autumn’s way of reminding us that time does flow, amber if a gift. A chance of being immortalized.
Step into the autumn’s amber glow and capture the moment, the best of you. Think of your future self holding this golden instant of what it could have been…

amber autumn

Scented maroons and pure amber unlock the morning horizons. Each day can be a journey of discovery.
The word safari comes from the Arabic safariya, an expedition during which discoveries can be made. Be it a new smell, a new sound or just appreciative silence.

amber Safari from Arabic sfariya

Glorious amber was originally used in English to describe a substance used as spice and in perfumery.
It originated in Arabic anbar.

amber a substance used in spice and perfumery - dragonfly amber symbol courge
From a dragonfly suspended by a sun’s ray, midair, to a teardrop embedded in amber.

What comes to your mind when you think of a dragonfly and of amber, and what symbol speaks of courage to you?

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dragonfly amber symbol courage

Auburn Autumn and Acorns

auburn leaves autumn

Flirting with the last of the sunlight, Autumn let down her leaves so that his gold rays catch the shivers of red in her stems, the last bursts of life. Thus, Auburn was born, a color to remind us that there was life in the papery rasp underfoot.

auburn autumn

She didn’t mind the auburn hey, grateful for its protection. Nor did she object to her plain, brownish plumage, a cozy mantle. She only had eyes for were her two hopes. One dark-yellow she nicknamed Aurum, the other off-white, nicknamed Albus.
Easter was behind.

auburn autumn

I love that sinking feeling that comes with seeing the leaves falling. Death may be unavoidable, but until then life still goes on and Autumn surely knows how to make the most of it.

auburn autumn, auburn autumn acorn photos
Auburn Autumn Acorns Photos

When I think of Autumn I think of acorns. Of my childhood. I would go with my father and collect them for school.
Acorns are symbolic for strength, youthfulness.
Acorns are Forever.
Happy memories.

acorn, father, child
Image by Ewa Pinkonhead – freely on Unsplash. Auburn Autumn Acorns Photos
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Just over the meadow, right down the hill,
A puppy and a hedgehog sit together, two chums.
And chat of this and laugh at that, mostly insects and bugs,
Then they both roll around, each one on his meadow half.

For a Kingdom at war is of use to none.
Better share and make friends with your strange neighbour,
Enjoy together a snack, there are plenty about
And share the shade, lots of it to go around.

As Good as Gold by Patricia Furstenberg
Christmas Haiku
Christmas Haiku

Winter’s snow brings hope
Of fish in pond and new crops.
Swallows with twin eggs.

Christmas Haiku by Patricia Furstenberg

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Carnelian Autumn and Butterscotch

cornelian leaves butterscotch

Seeing from afar, carnelian (or cornelain) leaves are Autumn’s attempt at making… butterscotch.

carnelian cornelain leaves butterscotch
carnelian or cornelain leaves look just like butterscotch

Borrowing the fleshy shades of pumpkins and the brownish-red of quartz, Autumn created carnelian.
But it wasn’t until the sun set her leaves ablaze with his cinnamon rays, that the magic happened.

carnelian cornelain leaves butterscotch

And I let my bitter memories fall at my feet, between the carnelian leaves.

carnelian cornelain leaves butterscotch

The bark of the pine tree is warm under my hands; I don’t mind it’s harsh feel. My fingers dig into its crevices, searching for centuries old secrets. And the same scent, sharp, sweet, and refreshing that welcomed him centuries ago, speaks to me now.

pine trees hide secrets
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In the middle of the night, between tall, dark trees,

A lonesome puppy creeps about, he whimpers and he shakes.

Small between strange shadows, under a silence so thick

That not even a sound goes through, not even the moon’s blink,

A sudden shape drops by;

From the stillness of the leaves.

Round and weightless,

Silent and black.

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Lurid, Autumn’s Gold

Lurid, Autumn's Gold

The morning mist enveloped autumn’s shades
And auburn, crimson, scarlet –
They all paled
And blended into lurid,
The yellow pale.
Beneath the nascent sky.

Lurid, Autumn’s Gold

If lurid mushrooms come your way,
They’re good and healthy and they should stay
For supper, if they may.
But bright ones, picked in Autumn…
Stay away!
Or you own skin will turn lurid…
One day.

Lurid Autumn's Gold

I let them fly,
Between the Autumn’s wings,
My dreams,
Like lurid ghosts amid the yellow leaves.

Lurid Autumn's Gold

Some words carry an emotional burden, like lurid. Used in 17th century to describe stages of bruising and corpses, lurid sipped into nature: lifeless, pale, yellowish leaves of Autumn… Then it floated to ghastly light… And, finally, made the shocking news.

Taliban destroyig the Bamiyan Buddhas. Lurid, Autumn's Gold

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Scarlet Autumn and Chestnuts

autumn with scarlet lips @PatFurstenberg

Dressed today only in russet and sepia, underneath a cloak of raindrops, Autumn painted her lips scarlet to match her passion for life.
Whoever said Autumn if full of dead lives hasn’t seen her jumping through puddles.

autumn chestnut maroon scarlet photo @artur_luczka free unsplash

The chestnut had stripped off its prickly shield for a luscious maroon and blushed a scarlet, thinking herself to be the sunset. For looking down, the chestnut thought she was the cause of the russet, parchment-like leaf…
And Autumn sighed.

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I saw Autumn lighting up leaves like some russet, amber and scarlet candles to celebrate the approach of Winter. The days are shorter, yet there is no loss in the Fall, but a celebration of what is to come.
For tomorrow would be nothing without today.

Perhaps Fall painting her leaves scarlet is her way of reminding us that, even in the Autumn of our lives, we are still beautiful…

Hard to think of scarlet and not to end with “letter” or visualize Autumn leaves floating away with my thoughts…
Yet scarlet, originated in the Persian saqalāt, was in Medieval Europe a high-priced, luxury, woolen cloth.

medieval scarlet a high-priced, luxury, woolen cloth. originated in the Persian saqalāt.jpg

Which autumn color is your favorite?
I hope you will return for more colors, seasonal posts and dog stories for all.