Poetry Friday Padlet Linkups
It is summer. Why, I remember it as if it were only yesterday when it was raining and I heard a robin's sweet song and I saw the first sweet rosebud on my rosebush by our house...
Sweet, huh?
So speaking of roses and sweet, my poem for today is about the beach rose - Rosa Rugosa - that can be found along roadsides and along beaches here in Maine. They are the absolute best smelling rose ever! There's nothing like them for filling the air and surprising you with their sweet aroma as you pass by. I have some roses given to us in memory of my parents, and from our church when we moved.
When Joy shared Jone's postcard and challenged us to write a poem about a little insignificant thing, I started writing this poem, and remembered I'd taken this picture a couple of days ago at the beach:
RR Crossing the Sands
Rosa stands
In arid sands
With much to teach
About reach
Roots stray
Bursting to day
Unshadowed
By mother
Forming another
Clustered
Mustered
Family
She carefully aimed
And claimed
More beach:
Rosa’s breach.
The area in front of my house where we planted three rosa rugosas, is being taken over by new roses sprouting up all around the originals. I laid stone around the area a couple of years ago, and there are new shoots coming up between the stones. As beautiful as these roses are, they are a bit intrusive. I am researching how to transplant some, so they can go with us to Friendship and so that my daughter and son can take some to their homes, too. Though they are very hardy and resourceful when left to themselves, I have not been successful at transplanting any yet!
Donna, I couldn't get it to work for me. I have an original poem at Write Time
ReplyDeletehttp://lindakulptrout.blogspot.com Thanks, Linda.
Gotcha covered! Yours is up there now!
DeleteBeautiful rosa poem Donna–I remember seeing some roses similar if not the same when I was in
ReplyDeleteCape cod a few summers ago, they are lovely! Hope you figure out the transplanting part, some plants just like to move around on their own and don't like it when we intervene … Thanks for hosting Poetry Friday!
Thanks for hosting and sharing your rugged little rose! I'm interested to see how the Padlet works! Maybe our friends on other continents will have good luck with it!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with your transplantation! I love flowers with sweet scents :-) Thanks for hosting us. The padlet is a nice option.
ReplyDeleteDonna, thanks for hosting. What a lovely poem, and the Padlet worked for me -- hope it makes things easy for others, too.
ReplyDeleteI like the wordplay here, Donna! Beach roses and Maine just go together in my mind.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love your wordplay/rhyme and how concise it is! I love Padlets. Great idea to use it for the roundup:>)
ReplyDeleteoh, my goodness! I LOVE the use of padlet for Poetry Friday. Consider this idea taken. I read your Thursday Spiritual Journey post and somehow I find that really fitting with the Rosa Ragosas poem. Congrats on a successful use of the word REACH.
ReplyDeleteThanks for hosting this week. I hope you have as much fun as I did last week reading everyone's posts.
Thanks for hosting, Donna! Loved your poem because it reminded me of our rosa rugosas here at the house, near our mailbox, and because I love seeing them along the rocks at York's shoreline. (My post doesn't go live until shortly after midnight, in case you're trying to click.)
ReplyDeleteThanks for those sweet-smelling roses, Donna, and what a great name for them. And I love your "clustered/mustered" - :0)
ReplyDelete(Ran out of time for a post myself this week with a downtown event, but thanks so much for hosting. I'm pointing any visitors your way. Happy August!)
I got it to work but it kept coming up anonymous for some reason. Doesn't matter, the link works! I love your roses, and wonder why they won't transplant well? And I love what seems the "underlying" tribute to your, or any, mother, mustered family, claimed more beach! Feels good to me! Thanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteNice rhymes, Donna. Your roses look beautiful and sound like they have as much sentiment as scent. I hope you find a way to transplant them. I've only ever seen roses sold in pots, with roots and woody stems.
ReplyDelete"And claimed...More beach" That's perfect, Donna. I need more beach in my life right now! Thanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteI love the rhythm of your poem. Not too sure how to transplant. I just successfully managed to sprout an avocado seed. I was planning on transplanting it this weekend. Last night it decided die! Boo. Time to start over. Is the water always cold on the beaches in Maine?
ReplyDeleteLove your poem and lovely Rosa Rugosa! Although we aren't near the ocean, we planted a hedge of these lovely roses on the abandoned strip of land across the street from us as it wasn't looked after. One summer we returned from a week in Maine and the town had cut them down! They've rallied and are doing better than ever! Now we sit on our porch and are reminded of happy seaside memories. Great idea to use a Padlet here! -- Christie @ https://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/
ReplyDeleteHow did you get the roses?? Did you take a cutting, a root, a hip?
DeleteThe neat thing you discovered about this rose is that it is VERY hardy! Cutting it down is not the way to kill it... trying to transplant it is!
As Diane said, beaches and roses and Maine just seem to fit together perfectly. Loved the rhythm of your poem. Thanks for hosting today!
ReplyDeleteLove this creatively rhymed tribute to the hardy, fragrant rosa rugosa! One of my favorite things about them is that they bloom multiple times each summer and fill the air with their heady scent. The combination of beaches and roses is also a delight. Good luck transplanting and thanks for hosting this week!
ReplyDeleteI love the spirit of your personified rosa rugosas. So determined. Brilliant use of Padlet for the roundup! You've claimed a bit more beach for us!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your rosas with us! I'm liking the padlet for roundup. NIce! xo
ReplyDeleteBeach roses! Why have I never heard of these? Your poem introduces them to me beautifully---and I especially loved your use of "clustered/mustered" which hints at their fighting spirit. Thank you for hosting today!
ReplyDeleteThanks for hosting! I got my link to post, and I'll be back later in the day to read what others posted!
ReplyDeleteWell, I thought I had, but I don't see it now. It's at https://thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com/2017/08/poetry-friday-flowers-and-poems.html
DeleteNever mind - I figured it out! :-)
DeleteThanks for hosting! I know what you mean, to admire how
ReplyDeleteShe carefully aimed
And claimed
More beach:
Rosa’s breach.
Lovely wordplay as always.
Donna, thanks for hosting the roundup this week. And thanks to the Poetry Princesses for their "Statues in the Park" poems. The challenge brought to mind an old poem that I wrote more than thirty years ago. Thanks heavens my long term memory hasn't failed me yet!
ReplyDeleteI thought I'd posted my link, but now I don't see it there. My post is at https://thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com/2017/08/poetry-friday-flowers-and-poems.html
ReplyDeleteI figured it out! :-)
DeleteBeautiful, Donna! We spent our summers in Rhode Island when I was a kid, and the beach roses are everywhere. Thank you for hosting today, and sharing the bounty of your roses with us!
ReplyDeleteDonna, I finally got a chance to finish my post and poem that I started last week. Time flies in the summer when the sunshine draws you outside. I was with my granddaughter last week and I can't tell you how much I love grandmotherhood, just like you said. Thanks for hosting and providing a poem to go along with a rose backstory. I believe that is the rose that we planted on my side yard because my gardener said that it would not need diligent tending. I enjoyed reading your poem and was delightfully surprised by the ending.
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