Ponderings and Poetry by Dan Haase

Katydid

Say a name and you sing a song.

sunlight-

all that blooms

in my garden

Pumpkin Flower

lattice-

in the father's hand

his grandchild

Bounty

You wake. Maybe the night was long — dreams caused a shortness of breath or there were no dreams at all. You wander and wonder: how long? But as the clouds pass and the sun continues to rise, you decide to follow suit.

garden harvest

a simple pleasure

that yellow finch