"moritz" poems
Mother’s Weeping Willow
by Dianne Moritz
Mother carefully snipped
a small, green cutting
from a friend’s lush yard,
set it to root in an old jam jar
on our kitchen window sill.
Us kids were intrigued,
as fragile shoots spouted,
buds of leaves unfurled,
like baby fists, opening
to streaming sunlight.
Sometime later, Mother
carried an elfin sapling
outside to our backyard,
placed it in the warm,
rich, fertile Iowa soil.
We watched in wonder,
watered & tended the tiny
tree, doubtful it would
survive the scorching
summers, harsh winters.
But we learned that Old
Mother Nature is shrewd,
and by summer’s end
our tree grew four feet,
as tall as me, and thrived.
How we loved that willow!
We’d hide beneath its boughs,
to read, nap, and daydream,
a safe haven, our spot
to plot our next adventure.
Mother’s Weeping Willow
is gone now, chopped down
for firewood; yet, it remains,
in memory, a testament to
life’s transient beauty….
HAPPY EARTH DAY!
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
IT’S COME TO THIS
by Dianne Moritz
Once
she sipped daiquiris
by the pool
high above Hollywood
gazing down at the vista.
Eucalyptus
shade cooled
her soft, tanned skin
as she kissed his lips
under the California sun.
There
he made promises
to love her forever
and ever and ever
until the twelfth of never.
Today
she lives in the east
writing... remembering
dreams of long ago
when now was all
everything she wanted to know.
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
INSTRUCTIONS TO A CAMERA*
By Dianne Moritz
Find good light,
perfect angles.
Blur your focus,
soften scars,
furrows of frowns,
deep crow’s feet.
Catch a dazzling
twinkle of mischief
in sunlit eyes, bright
smile on pouty lips.
Pause a moment.
Ready…
set...
click your shutter.
Published in “Today’s Little Ditty” May 23, 2019
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 1:05 PM UTC