Minister of Winter: Box Elders

Garden in the transcendent sleeps while
Winter watch waits like leaf buds sequestered.
Cool day wet with mist and rain simmers, pouts
Like dead bushes waiting exit to relive as
MULCH! Happy new year unfolds as new Haiku
composed to commemorate the Box Elder Bugs...

Autumn Fullness of Zero Motion (two)

Autumn Fullness of Zero Motion,

Line of Equinox slides to
Creeping, fullness, waits for


D E S C E N T, diamond bright,
While leaves hint glorious demise
Tinged in pouting orange, reds, vermillion awakened
As winds sing singing, mock end of summer-tide.



Quiet fullness shocks grey bird bath
Where Jupiter sized green tomato lounges,
And Yearns for heat of Surya, gold
Disc of sun, fullness of churning
Quiet, cosmic blasts of radiant explosions!



O, sun mighty in moving temple of
Bright fragrance and velvet warmth,
Beam like ancient metaphors of Sumer,
Or Ur bowed to mystical yearnings.



Agnis Deo o, Agnis Deo complete
Full circles of wandering, of
Devotion cast from transcendent
Liveliness, pink totality of
Nothingness tip toes on forward
Cusp of seasons, bright as green


Vines exploding past boundaries,
Climbing in exaltation to Divine
Simplicity of green and gold globes,
Wondrous in fullness of Divine
Patterns, outreaching ambrosial tastes,



While sounds Gregorian nudge your
Clear seeded heart, a space for
Wandering, curving back to transparent
Casements, covering joy of Being, of
Sitting in fullness of zero motion.



Bells of Autumn toll like evening vespers,
Rank with solemn finalalities, soft in
Seeds flying, gourds plumping over-sized
Egos of white pumpkins, large as full moon
Shine in fascination and occupy space like
Io frozen in soft outer reaches of Jupiter.



Pater Nosters rise like a river winds to
Sea of promises and merges in chilly airs,
While gourds and squashes sing huge finalities,
Quiet melodies of space sing in celestial raptures,



Witness, witness, see, see turquoise dreams like
Opulent clouds fill white sky of Autumn with
Tear drops of Queen Summer put to rest on
Dahlia hills, while roses drop petals, singing
Codas of perfection, become ocean of blue petunias,



Competing with surging waves of pink and white
Flowering kale, last brave designs of grand fullness.
Kale king of mock roses swell in Autumnal splendor
Like opened faun sized rose buds leap in exaltation!


Leaves unfold like invitations, script in ottava rima,
Announcing Fall festival wrought from zero motion.

Autumn Fullness of Zero Motion

Autumn Fullness of Zero Motion, Line of Equinox slides to Creeping, fullness, waits for D E S C E N T, diamond bright, While leaves hint glorious demise Tinged in pouting orange, reds, vermillion awakened As winds singing, mock end of summer-tide. Quiet fullness shocks grey bird bath Where Jupiter sized green tomato lounges, And Yearns for heat of Surya, gold Disc of sun, fullness of churning Quiet, cosmic blasts of radiant explosions! O, sun mighty in moving temple of Bright fragrance and velvet warmth, Beam like ancient metaphors of Sumer, Or Ur bowed to mystical yearnings. Agnis Deo o, Agnis Deo complete Full circles of wandering, of Devotion cast from transcendent Liveliness, pink totality of Nothingness tip toes on forward Cusp of seasons, bright as green Vines exploding past boundaries, Climbing in exaltation to Divine Simplicity of green and gold globes, Wondrous in fullness of Divine Patterns, outreaching ambrosial tastes, While sounds Gregorian nudge your Clear seeded heart, a space for Wandering, curving back to transparent Casements, covering joy of Being, of Sitting in fullness of zero motion. Bells of Autumn toll like evening vespers, Rank with solemn finalalities, soft in Seeds flying, gourds plumping over-sized Egos of white pumpkins, large as full moon Shine in fascination and occupy space like Io frozen in soft outer reaches of Jupiter. Pater Nosters rise like a river winds to Sea of promises and merges in chilly airs, While gourds and squashes sing huge finalities, Quiet melodies of space sing in celestial raptures, Witness, witness, see, see turquoise dreams like Opulent clouds fill white sky of Autumn with Tear drops of Queen Summer put to rest on Dahlia hills, while roses drop petals, singing Codas of perfection, become ocean of blue petunias, Competing with surging waves of pink and white Flowering kale, last brave designs of grand fullness. Kale king of mock roses swell in Autumn splendor Like opened faun sized rose buds leap in exaltation! Leaves unfold like invitations script in ottava rima, Announcing Fall festival wrought from zero motion.

Congratulations, BRIT!!! Botanical Research Institute of Texas, a grand opening!!

Congratulations, BRIT! Planets to planet indeed!!! Sound the trumpets! Trumpets were sounded like madonna lilies heralding the fullness of summer.

Thank you for a glorious grand opening!!! Preview night heralded a magnificent future and dynamic moments, past and future for education, research in the world of plants and planet.

Grand opening on Saturday, 21 May, 2011 proved a huge, dynamic herbarium-over 1mm specimums- in Texas style!! Bands played; drummers drummed; flaminco dancers twirled; wind blew new vines of honeysuckle, climbing walls and played with prarie grasses set in beautiful walk ways bursting with swaying native grasses, flowers, all happy plants.

Green, living roof reached to the blue vaulted heavens as yellow sun like a bird, darted golden beams of fullfillment. LIVING ROOF, a vibrant metaphor of thriving growth and change, expands in green photosynthesis.

Celebrate! All Enjoyed! Multicultural, multimedia events in music, art, panel discussions, speakers from around the world enlivended this opening of a fabulous, new building, a matrix for sustainable, green awareness- a star spangled conclusion with brilliant sun, native grasses swaying in the wind, gold flowers shining, flags of BRIT, USA, Texas flying--all a glory to all possibilities for the rising tide of new generations. Hail the flags and new beginning set in splendor of nature! Grow, glow living roof and walls, gather more celebrations and invincibility for beauty, joy and happiness, a sustainable, green and expanding world.

All salute the donors, thinkers, achievers of the jewel in the crown of Ft. Worth where the world is won!!!!!! Go BRIT!!! Platinum LEED!! WOW! A bonifide Texas Star!

Fresh Spring Rain

April showers flow blessings on the land. Rain floods the side yard into a very large fairy pool! Crystal droplets dot cool air, and wind whirls another day of chill in the land of Lincoln.

Yet, we celebrate the brave, yellow daffodills nodding heavily in the cold, wet wind. Rise up like blooms; turn to meet a new day. Venture into the dark day as sun shines, hidden in the east and travels through pouting sky, while cerulean promises wait for the rainbows.

Days of shouting victory fall forward as we count dew drops on young blue grape hyacinth. Fragrance close to the damp ground, sweet as mother earth. Spring will etch its new green life and burst into a new renaissance.
Watch and keep the vigils, flowing, glowing like new slanting lines of fresh spring rain.
for today, hurray: fresh spring rain.

"A thing of beauty"

Celebrate! "Celebrate every day with Margaret Rose"...please join the fete for days and search for the classic joy of: "A thing of beauty is a joy forever." John Keats. We announce a new site and new blog today for the expanding adventures. Wecome to the new day! Sun rises in brilliant song. We walk to see pulsing, gold disc cut into million shining pieces of light, glinting on the glassy lake. We launch a new adventure of every day! seize the moment like fresh air and ease of every day, a gift of the Divine. Have a great day....every day, departure point for creative sojourns on planet earth!

Celebrating

Happy days are here again!!! And so the song goes. After a year on the road, we are ready to blog! New vistas for this blogger.