Skip to main content

Poetry Friday: Summer's Celebration

After a stormy start, summer sun is finally here. It's been a busy couple of weeks, but as I go here and there on walks and errands, I am always delighted by these fuzzy wisteria seedpods. Today's poem is a little celebration of summer and the many delights it brings.

A picture of wisteria seedpods dangling below dense green leaves. A poem: Summer’s Celebration Velvety seed pods Streamers for Summer’s party Wisteria’s gift  © 2021, Elisabeth Norton


Our Poetry Friday host today is Rebecca Herzog over at Sloth Reads. What a perfect place to hang out and enjoy all the poetry on offer this week!

Comments

  1. Elisabeth, I LOVE this metaphor-- "streamers for summer's party." Yours are the most spectacular I've seen and make me wonder if I even know what wisteria is! I thought I did, but now...Thanks for this!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks Heidi! I love wisteria in bloom and with their seedpods. I may try another companion haiku about the flowers. Hmmm ... maybe a spring celebration ... you've inspired me!

      Delete
  2. What a great way of looking at wisteria! I'll think of this haiku the next time I see some of those magical seed pods.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks for your comment Susan. Aren't the seedpods wonderful? They delight the senses on so many levels -- so soft to touch and so visually interesting.

      Delete
  3. Love the photo and the poem! My kiddos go back to school in just over a week so we are trying to soak up as much summer as we can! hope you have a great week!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks for stopping by and for your comments Rebecca.

      Delete
  4. Love it! I want to see these fuzzy streamers someday!!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thank you Mary Lee! I had never seen wisteria until I went to university. I think I was fascinated by them because I'd only encountered them in books. Now I love them almost as much as the bees do in spring.

      Delete
  5. Elisabeth, love the idea of wisteria's as streamers for Summer's party!

    ReplyDelete
  6. Oh, I love those seed pods too. There are a lot of them this year. Velvety is a great word for this haiku.

    ReplyDelete
  7. I never knew wisteria produced such amazing seed pods! They definitely do look like streamers at a party. You captured wisteria's gift so well!

    ReplyDelete
  8. I don't think I've seen these fun streamer seed pods, I'll have to look more closely–fun poem, thanks Elisabeth!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Poetry Friday: The Party is Here!

 Welcome everyone to Poetry Friday! If you're new to Poetry Friday, you can read more about it here . I've been chasing deadlines all week, but poetry always provides a welcome pause in the busiest of schedules. Perhaps because of the kind of writing I've been doing (which is not related to poetry at all) it was a bit hard to get started on a poem this week. I looked at a few of the poetic forms I've bookmarked over the past months, but in the end, turned to one of my favorite forms, the acrostic .  Thanks for joining the Poetry Friday party today! Add your link to the party below. You are invited to the Inlinkz link party! Click here to enter

Poetry Friday: Welcome to the Party!

Hi everyone! Thanks for coming to the Poetry Friday party today! I'm so glad you stopped by. Last week, Mary Lee Hahn reminded us of the August Poetry Peeps challenge :  We’re writing after the style of Jane Yolen’s eight line, rhyming poem, “What the Bear Knows,” a poem  written in honor of her 400th book ,  Bear Outside . Our topic is  What the ____ Knows .  I love Jane Yolen's work and was excited to take on this challenge.  We love to hike, and one of our favorite things to do when hiking is to look and listen for marmots. They are abundant in the Swiss Alps, and we have spent many a peaceful hour watching them, as other impatient hikers pass us by, unaware that silence and patience will be rewarded with glimpses like this:  I'm looking forward to reading the other Poetry Peeps responses, as well as all of your poetic goodness. Thanks for joining the party! You can add your links here. Click here to enter

Poetry Friday: Darkness and Light

I'm processing the events of the past few days in poetic fragments.  My husband and I witnessed the Chernobyl disaster from two different continents. Last night, I lay in bed on the same continent as Chernobyl, talking with my husband in the darkness when we couldn't sleep, having the conversations we waited to have until our daughter was in bed. And in the wee hours of this Poetry Friday, I got up with her, as I do every day. Our wonderful Poetry Friday host today is Tricia at The Miss Rumphious Effect . She shares the results of her poetry sisters challenge and has links to all of today's Poetry Friday poets  here . _______ note: Radioactive material was washed out of the sky when it rained. Children were told not to splash in puddles to avoid playing in concentrated contaminated water, and potentially getting it on their clothes.