Tag: Nature Poetry

Saturday Sunshine: A Memo to Carrie Hooper #SaturdaySurprise #Reblogs #Inspiration

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I’ve known fellow poet Carrie Hooper for years. So, I was delighted to learn that some of her poems appear in this week’s issue of The Weekly Avocet. I was even more delighted and surprised to find that fellow author Lynda McKinney Lambert wrote a memo to Carrie on her blog today. I hope you enjoy Lynda’s post in which she discusses Carrie’s poems, includes contact information for Carrie, and tells us how to subscribe to The Weekly Avocet.

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I received the latest issue of The Weekly Avocet – #501 July 10th, 2022, a weekly magazine for Poets and Nature-lovers of The Avocet community, published by Charles Portolano, Valerie and Vivian. I was inspired to write “A Memo to Carrie Hooper,” after reading her three poems this morning.

 

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Wyoming’s Spring Promise #TuesdayTidbit #Poetry #Inspiration

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Wyoming’s Spring Promise

by Abbie Johnson Taylor

Copyright 2022.

 

In the mountains,
buttercups dot the hillside
near ice-blue lakes.

They bring hope of spring
soon to come,
an end to winter.

Warm temperatures
around the corner
will melt snow, clear ice.

A new beginning
will soon arrive,
end nature’s tyranny.

White clouds
will dot the sky.
The sun will peak through.

Nature’s glory will erupt
to herald the coming season,
so we can rejoice.

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The above poem appears in the April 3rd issue of The Weekly Avocet. You can click the link below to hear me read it.

 

Wyoming’s Spring Promise

 

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

The cover of the book features an older woman sitting in a wicker chair facing a window. The world beyond the window is bright, and several plants are visible on the terrace. Behind the woman’s chair is another plant, with a tall stalk and wide rounded leaves. The woman has short, white hair, glasses, a red sweater, and tan pants. The border of the picture is a taupe color and reads "Why Grandma Doesn't Know Me" above the photo and "Abbie Johnson Taylor" below it.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

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Whisper of Spring #TuesdayTidbit #Poetry #Inspiration

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Whisper of Spring (An Acrostic)

by Abbie Johnson Taylor

Wind rustles tree branches,
Harmonizes with robins
In joyous, seasonal song.
Spring, in all its glory,
Permeates the air with budding flowers,
Enriches life with new beginnings,
Rejuvenates.

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The above poem was published in the April 3rd issue of The Weekly Avocet. You can click the link below to hear me read it.

 

Whisper of Spring

 

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

The cover of the book features an older woman sitting in a wicker chair facing a window. The world beyond the window is bright, and several plants are visible on the terrace. Behind the woman’s chair is another plant, with a tall stalk and wide rounded leaves. The woman has short, white hair, glasses, a red sweater, and tan pants. The border of the picture is a taupe color and reads "Why Grandma Doesn't Know Me" above the photo and "Abbie Johnson Taylor" below it.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

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Winter (An Acrostic) #Poetry #TuesdayTidbit #Inspiration

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White flakes swirl
In a milky sky, swoop down,
Nestle among fallen particles.
Trees, grass, sidewalks, streets,
Everything is blanketed in white.
Rejoice in hope of drought relief.

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Note: The above poem appears in the January 9th issue of The Weekly Avocet. You can click below to hear me read it.

winter acrostic

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to window.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

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Following Autumn Moisture #Poetry #TuesdayTidbit

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by Abbie Johnson Taylor

 

 

Bright
sunlight
streams through my
kitchen window.
After days of rain,
I rejoice in the sun.
The few songbirds that are left
sing their boisterous welcome to fall.
When I take a walk, I see blue sky.
Fallen leaves crunch beneath my feet and cane.

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The above poem was published in this year’s fall print issue of The Avocet. You can click below to hear me read it.

following autumn moisture

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Front cover image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to a window.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

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