Seed By Seed
Pushing through the rocky soil
instinctively knowing which way to go
a single seed in an age-old plan
stirs inside and starts to grow.
Each containing a miracle
knowledge inside, ready to guide
seasons come and seasons go
sowing seeds both far and wide.
Once we’re born our journeys began
putting our roots down as we need
we grow profusely in our gardens-
all of this from a single seed.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2019
Image source: Google Image Search
This poem sure did go around with me but I finally finished it. Please excuse my cosmic use of seed and stuff. Lol! Written with my friends from Poets United for the prompt, Gardens.
My back is out so I can’t ride my bike right now. (Sad emoji here.) I realize I haven’t written in some time but I’ve been in touch with most of you on Facebook and such. Just dipping my toes back in the water. I enjoyed this prompt for the beginning of summer. Be around to read of course! Happy Summer! (I’m definitely a person who uses too many “!”)
I Need It
Where’s my happily ever after?
Why can love no longer find me?
This is the time, the renewal
it’s spring and each year is more
I want to be a part of it
I need it.
I want to be loved and treasured
I’m alone too much
it makes me lonely
life balances better with two.
I search for someone to love
that really cares about my day
someone to keep me sane
in this uncaring world.
Sharing a quiet morning with them
food, talk and laughter
heart and soul
a mutual touch so satisfying
I shudder to think of it.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2015
My artwork Heart Of Glass animated. I wrote this spring of 2015 and sorry to say I’m still looking.
the warmth of springtime
payment for a long winter
the big thaw come spring
good things come to those who wait
it pays to be patient
I visit dead relatives
to pay my respects
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
The image is my photography animated from my bike rides on the Bay Trail in San Mateo, CA.
A trio of haiku written with Haiku Horizons for the prompt pay.
An ice crystal begins
high in the clouds
a freezing water droplet
attaching to a dust particle
as it falls back to earth
water vapor freezes
building the six arms of the snowflake
no two are alike
as they plummet
towards my open mouth
where the new snowflake
the color of water
melts on my tongue
tasting of ozone and triumph.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Source of photo: Alexey Kljatov, animation by me.
This is a “found poem” where I took a part of something I found and used it in a new poem. Yesterday was the first day of spring but some aren’t feeling it yet as the snow sticks around. Written for the prompt color with my friends at Poets United.
an autumn leaf
making way for fresh spring growth
falls, with a flourish
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
This is what I used to make my artwork (part of a larger photograph I took.) I caught a leaf falling, not only that, but it had a hole in it I could see through. It was suspended there just for my camera. I think it’s magic catching something like this while it’s happening. Perfect for this prompt and the last day of 2017. Happy New Year!
Written with Haiku Horizons (my last poem of 2017) for the prompt fresh. Shared with Poets United also.
Can you read my Tshirt?
Hello, my friends!
I’ve been riding my bicycle daily while taking photographs of my surroundings on the San Francisco Bay. I use my photos for my art and writing. The bike riding has been so nice the past few months it just began to get cold here in California. It feels a lot like Christmas today and I’m preparing to go on a Christmas Day ride with my long-time friend and roommate James.
I’ve missed you all and will be back next year to write. If anything, I am coming back rejuvenated and ready for the new year. I’m lucky enough to enjoy my biking year round and it keeps me fit and happy.
Merry Christmas my friends! My many “looks” as I do enjoy dressing for the ride. You can see how the weather has changed my looks.
I want to say Merry Christmas to my friends at Poets United, Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, and dVerse~Poets Pub I hope it was enjoyable. Merry Xmas to Haiku Horizons and the other places I drop into sometimes!
Thanks, dVerse~Poets Pub for including me in your analogy I hope to afford to buy one soon! I can’t wait to read more of the free version. My very first time in a book. It makes it real, you know?
Some of you I’ve known since Magpie Tales which was the beginning of linking with groups for me. Tess was a fun person and every week her boyfriend would read her poem for us. Tess had some “events” at her mansion and it was a memorable time. Tess Kincaid is doing well and living out a fairy tale ending in the UK with her “English Man.”
While writing in that group, people spread out to the above-mentioned groups and beyond. It’s nice to know we’re all as close as WordPress and Blogger moving in the same circles. We’re an impressive international group of writers I’m proud to be part of.
Merry Christmas friends! Enjoy it, the new year cometh and changes are afoot!
leaves fall on the water
snowy egrets roost
autumn at high tide
Written for the prompt “fall” at Haiku Horizons. The photograph is mine taken while cycling on the San Francisco Bay and waterways. Snowy Egrets only roost at certain times of the day and season.