Poem in Black Bough Poetry, Winter Edition

My poem, “Origami Winter” has been published in Black Bough Poetry’s special Christmas/ Winter issue of micropoems. I’m pleased and honored to be among the fine poets in this issue. Thank you to Matthew M.C. Smith and the guest reader team. Grab a hot beverage of your choice, snuggle under a blanket, light some candles or sit before a fireplace, if you have one, and enjoy this issue!

I want to thank my sister for giving me the inspiration for the closing lines. 🙂  Love you!

Tradition, or How a Squirrel Came to Define our Thanksgiving

Many people are curious about the squirrel mold we use for our cranberry sauce. This is a post that I wrote about it–I guess when I first began my blog. For the very first time, my mom won’t be with us at the table this Thanksgiving.

Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings

In the opening monologue of Fiddler on the Roof, Tevye, the Jewish milkman with five daughters who lives in a Russian shetl called Anatevka, says, “You may ask, how did this tradition start? I’ll tell you. I don’t know. But it’s a tradition.” I suspect most people seldom think about how for every tradition there had to have been a first time it took place—before it was a tradition.  Most of us never consider how a tradition started.  There are many different types of traditions. There are all encompassing cultural and religions traditions, destructive traditions that label particular groups or people as inferior and deny them rights, and there are fun cultural traditions. Groups of friends and families also have their traditions.

In my family, the cranberry sauce squirrel is one of our most cherished traditions. Every Thanksgiving the squirrel makes his appearance on our table . . .except for…

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Shades of Blue

I seldom reblog, but really, this is worth it. All the feelings!

Exploring Colour

Blue is commonly associated with sadness yet I’ve noticed that many bloggers will respond to a photo of beautiful blue flowers by enthusiastically proclaiming that blue is their favourite colour!

Here is a stunning watercolour painting of blue irises recently posted on her blog by Jodi McKinney and used here with Jodi’s permission. Aren’t they beautiful? And note the first three lines of her post quoted below…

jodi_blue-irises-watercolor Blue Irises Watercolor 11×14

Watercolor Blues.

I had the watercolor “blues” this past weekend.

Not the sad blues, but the HAPPY French Ultramarine and Cerulean and Cobalt Teal blues with a punch of Crimson and Quinacridone Gold for more fun!

From:   Watercolor Blues   by Jodi McKinney of   The Creative Life In Between

“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” – Robert Frost

Quote shared with me by Ellen (“Gem”) in comments on a blog-post.

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This is my second poem in Pure Haiku’s Emergence theme. Thank you, Freya!


sleek and seal-bodied

she ponders life on the land

swims from sea, then stands

© Merril D. Smith 2019

Merril D. Smith emerges from time-traveling to find herself still in the kitchen, coffee at hand, cat on lap, and a poem sometimes written. Find out more at her blog, Yesterday and Today.

This haiku is part of our Emergence theme.

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