Un-Named

Un-Named

Name Steve Poem

Ash
struggles,
I doctored in
 heat of summer.

Deep soak nights,
mound compost
wide as canopy

pray Santa
Ana storm
don't strip
last leaves.

Saint Ann, mother of Mary, hinted in the Qur'an, unnamed in the New Testament. 

Devil winds wake Grandmother. Tree lost everything. Naked stands fifty feet offering

branch for Screech Owl Nanna to wait. Nanna perches in the rung near my window. 

Frame cracked open, her call wakens. That song welcomes. Less work for me.

The owl box dropped from a brittle branch. Please help me carry it up the

 lodge pole pine shading the chicken coop.

Wooden box weighs sixty pounds,

 hung in the ash tree,
 falling into sea, 

fear stops me
fixing this
project alone. 

Mistletoe lasts,
enormous tear drop 

on bald charcoal lines.

Up on the extended ladder 

it becomes Christmas decoration. 

Recall the  glitter ball from 2014?

This ornament with one use life.

Nature unsaved in plastic for a year.

Tissue paper doesn't protect the past.

A
Silkie
chicken is
in
"hospital." 

Name Steve (her name,
hid in a box for bought for office move) struggles.

Inspiration from cardboard printed with name______   location______.

Brown crepe wrapped Steve's belongings. Name Steve treated unjustly.

go sans
feathers. 

Boost diet
 protein grow

- she screams
for siblings. 

Daughter
cuddles
appeasing
loneliness.

Fall
birds play:
woodpecker, 

crowds of jays, 

Costa hummingbirds. 

Rhythms of needs simple. 

Insurance, payments for college

and snow tires do not worry them. 

Care for young, find seeds and water. 

Fear arrives and flies in the hot breeze. 

Wheelbarrow chips in the cool morning. 

Maybe go to Rancho Santa Ana Gardens,

hike the Morgan Trail, or finish paintings?

Days soar
by,gain
speed.

Caroline Gerardo Copyright November 12 2016

Name Steve Poem

Fly Fishing Artist

Ode to Michael Brewster

All days in and near water.

Met Master Fly Fisher Man eighteen years past. 

This famous fly tier and angler became a teacher.

Create Ginger Quill, Gold ribbed hare's ear 

and pale morning dun of string. 

He taught casting, conservancy and cooking.  

Lessons share different by students:

forever one in nature;

become conservationists;

catch and release; 

or saute salmon on open fire.

Rare Apache trout braves the life of an artist.

Michael taught connection with nature.

He showed courage.

Dressing flies: a silly life,

think what you will;

I swim with steel head.

Grateful to use my gills.

Thank You Michael Brewster

Rest in Peace. 

  

September 27, 2016 

copyright Caroline Gerardo for words, images and video

Plans

I haven't been as active online. Regrouping and following my New Years Resolutions.
1. Finish the novel in progress before my birthday ( have turned into editor)
2. Journaling everyday with instagram I found this handy widget maker that will roll my  700 photographs on instagram, unfortunately it does not carry the short fiction and haikus that I wrote with the images captured on my iphone. I hope soon enough they will enable that part....
If you go to my http://instagram.com/carolinegerardo you can follow or just read the progress. There are daily posts of some lovely, some ordinary things I find beautiful.
3. Make money with my mortgage business. This means working a 50 hour work week as well as 30 hours writing.
4. Keep soulful, healthy and fit
5. Be kind to someone random every day.

Habits are easy to change. Once you start then go a week walking the plan, it becomes a pattern in the brain.  My children are teens and young adults, and I hope they will soon follow my example and get all A's and work hard.

What are you doing different this year?

What can I do to help you?

Working on my Next Novel - Location rural Georgia

Reasons Why I Love the South:

Plastic Chicken Used as Scarecrow in The Vegetable Patch. Or is she just welcoming all those weaver finches on the fence to come down and play with her polymer pullets?