The Poet's Room

                                                          Groundhog Listening to Whispers         While moving slowly from Dutchman Breeches to Woods Anemone on a recent outing in search of spring beauty, suddenly this Groundhog popped up halfway out of its dug burrow. Not considered beautiful to we two legged beings, yet certainly robustly plump and attractive to another four pawed Groundhog this Whistle Pig posed for several still photos as I whispered softly urging her to come out fully and commune with me and the wildflowers on an eighty degree day. Ah, but she seemed reluctant to fully expose herself. Maybe heat made her reluctant to leave the burrow that had to be cooler. Maybe she had a litter of young! Soon she popped back down into the hole. Assuming I wouldn't see her again I moved closer. Suddenly she popped back up and I began whispering. " Come, come on, come on now, all the way out. I'm just a harmless two legged man who never ever thought of eating Groundhog

  Dragonfly Kite!         Early Spring! Lake Mendota's ice is melting, The sky Wisconsin blue, Around eve's and corners of buildings, The wind hums a kite flying tune; *           THE IDIOM   -- "Go Fly a Kite" means; Beat it, be gone, buzz off, take a hike, shove off, get lost, run along now, scat, go take a running leap at a rolling doughnut, go jump in a lake, and just in case the person didn't get the message you could switch to Spanish with vamoose! No friends that does not reference a Spanish Moose. The idiom originated in the 1940s and represented that to "Go fly a kite" meant that the person would literally have to leave, go some place else, like outside where the wind can be found.          Now in the year 2024 I wish to suggest that we turn this negative around so that when some one tells you, me or whom ever to "Go fly a kite", we respond with. Wow! Great idea. After all consider  that when Bre'r Rabbit got very, very angry at b

  Reaching For The Divine In deep cold snow                     Somnolent winter wisdom   Rises in the soul,                          Reaching f or Divine light,                                    The ultimate letting go;  Life and Death need each other, provide each with meaning. Each defines the other. If there’s life, there must be death. If there’s death, there must be life. The Yin and Yang of existence. Life lives off of death. Death lives off of life. The cycle of our being on planet earth. The wheel goes round and round seemingly without end. To Let Go thoroughly, totally is the ultimate detachment. To Let Go thoroughly and totally opens the door to higher consciousness. Awareness of that which is beyond life and death. To Let Go thoroughly is the ultimate marriage. The joining with the Divine. Becoming one with that creative energy source. Our longing for this intimate connection does the work, but our earthly limitations too are important, exist for thi

Donkey Cheers The Packers On!             Dear Reader this will introduce Donkey at a momentous time. The Packer's just beat the Cowboys this past Sunday in a playoff game, next they face the formidable Forty Niners. Donkey has been a member of the family for many years.... future vlogs will provide more details. Donkey also has some issues that need to be addressed. Resentments, denial and the desire to recover a lost career will be the subject of future vlogs that feature Donkey. I recommend you click below then you can see and hear Donkey leading a cheer he made up for the Packer's upcoming game instead of reading the transcript which doesn't capture Donkey's charisma at all.  Ps: Know any Packer's Fans please share with them. It will get them pumped up for the game! Script For Donkey's Video (Who’s speaking a line; Me is Me. D is Donkey. R eader see if you can tell the difference.) Me: “Donkey, where’d you get that Packer hat?” D: “Hmm let me’s think on that

  Adieu, Adieu, Dead Shrew Calendar, for you have fulfilled your allotted duty. Faithfully recording each month and day in 2023. Forsooth, pray thee why hast thou been ignored by most. Forsooth I say, what hath the Sports Illustrated Calendar have over thee. Naught! I say naught. It could not hold a candle to thee. What pray tell doth scanty pieces of cloth, that barely cover any fleshy part have over your warm rich fur covering all but tail and nose. Tis but an aberration of culture for there's truly nothing can compare to thee, Dead Shrew Calendar. Miss January, started that year off by posing, her buxom short tailed shrew self, with black coat that served her well until meeting a toothy demise. Now we bid you farewell, knowing your likes may never grace a calendar again. Then we wrap up 2023 with Miss December, a long tailed, short bodied beauty, with silver gray coat, and pink snooze pointing us toward the year to come. Adieu, Adieu, your likes may never grace a calendar agai

Our Six Dollar Tea Rose!           E ating lunch I looked out the slider as our potted rose bloom bowed and straightened in the ebb and flow of each wind gust.  P utting pen to paper I wrote the following poem Prelude to Winter  The rose Continues to  Bloom as Summer ends, and Fall winds test Passion's resolve;                The word   Passion originated from the Greek meaning to suffer. In our present culture the word  has various meanings frequently contrary.  Passion can mean full engagement or an obsessive drive to excel in a vocation such as music, science, business, learning, teaching, sports or medicine. A human can even be passionate to end suffering. The Buddha's calling.