roses need no introduction said, Princess Haiku

a pale blush of Spring said, Princess Haiku

It's a beautiful morning in the San Francisco Bay Area. I was awakened by sunlight spilling into my eyes and must be up and out to enjoy the day. I was reading a French poet, Claude de Burine earlier who one said that one of her poetic missions was to "bring back the moonlight into poetry." -Yes moonlight and sunshine! Off with my flower basket to collect gold.

One hundred years said, Princess Haiku

A century has passed in the old rose garden and each flower blooms anew.

Poetic meditation on pink roses and sundry........

Tiny W. came to visit a few days ago as I was playing KDFC. As the opening melody of, Scheherazade spilled into the room he threw his arms into the air and started to spin about. A little later when the symphony ended he went over to the stereo of his own accord and kissed it. I would call this, "critical acclaim" for who hears better than an eighteen month old? And BTW his mother was so shocked that her mouth fell open.