Timeline for blogging list by beth

Beth Adams

At the community garden/Christiane and I kill crimson bugs/on last year's Easter lilies/each a drop of blood/plucked from unstained white

Beth Adams

The sparrows instruct/their lessons about beauty/hop from dusty streets/to the gold locust branches #micropoetry

Beth Adams

Circus tents-- gold, blue/beyond the highway balanced/on its concrete stilts #haiku #micropoetry

Beth Adams

French city, July/workers vanish and with them/ frantic l'heure de pointe* #haiku (*rush hour)

Beth Adams

The Monday commute/the bio bus heading east /clanging bike locks west/the city steams, reluctant/to work away the summer #tanka

Beth Adams

A closed wooden door/ face veiled by lace, with hair/ and beard of ivy #haiku

Beth Adams

Sidewalk, St. Stanislaus/"Parcours de catéchèse*"/and a bright blue condom (*sign for a catechism course) #micropoetry

Beth Adams

On small cards/V.N. wrote perfect sentences./At least one a day. #haiku #micropoetry

Beth Adams

I bring coffee to our bed/white sheets sleepy light/streets quiet after last night's fete/impatient cat/at the rippling curtains

Beth Adams

(29) Sphinx, inscrutable./In her stony ear the sand/whispers Pharaoh's fate. #haiku #aros

Beth Adams

(26) He hands me the peeled clementine/ netted in pale pith heavy with juice/an oceanic orange world/wobbling in my palm #aros #poetry

Beth Adams

(15) Old blue and white bowl/blueberries, eight-grain cereal/still a hippie at heart. http://tinyurl.com/66tkha8 #aros #haiku

Beth Adams

(14) So sad, the rejected Christmas trees/lying haphazard on the curb, naked,/separated from their forest. #micropoetry #aros

Beth Adams

Bright balloons caught/in the winter branches/like an earthy faith/or measured optimism/refusing to fly off or burst/before making us smile

Beth Adams

(13) The new honey jar opens/like a door onto a flower field --/fragrant crystals of summer busyness/liquid warmth. #aros

Beth Adams

(11) I in my parka, wool scarves, fleece, you, silken; your bare tremulous throat. (w/photo: http://tinyurl.com/6f6l6xa ) #aros

Beth Adams

(10)This morning I missed your guitar/the bits of moon and sun shining/in the blue velvet heaven/of its open case/in a tile-lined underworld

Beth Adams

(8) Green shirt, green mug, green tea -- will there be moss, soon, in the hidden crevices of my personality? #aros #micropoetry

Beth Adams

(7) Snow veils the alley /but I steal a glance, seduced/by her pale blushes (photo: http://tinyurl.com/2wpyqnz) #haiku #aros

Beth Adams

(6) At Marché Kim Phat/ I force myself to look --/ the tank of live eels. #aros