Category: Memory

oregon grape in early spring, just about to open into its yellow flowers
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NaPoWriMo Inside, Love

Sheri Edwards

National Poetry Month celebrates its 30th anniversary, inspiring extensive poetry writing. The author shares experiences, prompts, and insights, while encouraging engagement with fellow poets and exploration of personal creativity.

quiet lullaby by the lake and cattails; with poem Quiet Lullaby A breeze flows across the lake beneath a blue sky peppered in growing clouds; the dog pauses to capture the scent flowing through the dry, rustling cattails; the blackbirds and wrens hide silently away as the sun’s warmth soothes me into a nap in nature’s quiet lullaby. Sheri Edwards Poetry/Photograph 04.29.2025 NaPoWriMo
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Quiet Lullaby

Sheri Edwards

warmth of the sun, a gentle breeze, a quiet peace

dandelions at Banks Lake; and poem: Call of the Wild Some demand pristine, but I call for the wild ones: Cornflower, mallow, Salsify and balsamroot, Phlox, and the dandelion. Sheri Edwards Poetry/Photography/Tanka 04.22.2025 NaPoWriMo
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Call of the Wild

Sheri Edwards

"Dandelions are my favorite because they refuse to stop growing." ~unknown

Banks Lake; dog on alert; poem: His Playground Sniff: nose to the ground; alert: attend to that sound: splash! Muskrat retreats. Sheri Edwards Poetry/Photography/Haiku 04.15.2025 NaPoWriMo
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His Playground

Sheri Edwards

He prances and plays -- until alerted to a creature elsewhere -- what is it?

Western terrestrial garter snake near Banks Lake, WA and poem: And You Should Have Seen Him Jump He walked by until I called out, “Snake,” and he jumped four feet left; “Where?” “There!” Sheri Edwards Poetry/Photography/Haiku 04.12.2025 NaPoWriMo
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Did you see him jump?

Sheri Edwards

It's spring: not only flowers, but the snakes come out too

wild rose bush in April with mossy wasp gall and poem: Mossy Wasp Gall, Dried Holes in early spring’s gall; remnants of escaped wasps? Or a bird’s pecked treat? Sheri Edwards Poetry/Photography/Haiku 04.11.2025 NaPoWriMo
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Sleepless, A Cure

Sheri Edwards

not really: but what is that growth on your rose?