{"id":6538,"date":"2020-04-03T14:08:12","date_gmt":"2020-04-03T18:08:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/?p=6538"},"modified":"2020-04-04T11:24:38","modified_gmt":"2020-04-04T15:24:38","slug":"summertime-gardens-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/summertime-gardens-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem-a-Day: Summertime Gardens -#3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Post # 305<\/p>\n<p>3 April 2020<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><span style=\"color: #008080;\"><em>National Poetry Month<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/h1>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em><strong>A Poem \u2013 a- Day<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h2>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008080;\"><strong>a GIFT from<\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em><strong>Pennsylvania Author<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em><strong>Lynda McKinney Lambert<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h2>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"6542\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/summertime-gardens-poem\/20_april1_forsythia11_bob-portrait\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?fit=2560%2C1920&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"2560,1920\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.2&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;DSC-HX300&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1585622218&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;80&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.0025&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob Portrait\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?fit=1024%2C768&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6542 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait.jpg?resize=300%2C225&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C768&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?resize=1536%2C1152&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?resize=2048%2C1536&amp;ssl=1 2048w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg?w=2160&amp;ssl=1 2160w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia11_Bob-Portrait-scaled.jpg\">My husband, Bob, pauses for a moment for me to take a quick photograph of him with the blooming Forsythia bush.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>We walk around the yard and stop to look at the delicate yellow flowers that bloom profusely on slender\u00a0branches.<\/p>\n<p>My poem today is a Tritina.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3><\/h3>\n<h3><\/h3>\n<h3><em><span style=\"color: #008080;\">\u201cSpringtime Gardens\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>April\u2019s favorite color must be yellow.<\/p>\n<p>She&#8217;s a golden-haired lady with an artistic husband<\/p>\n<p>who plants sweet-smelling\u00a0gardens<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Forsythia branches inspire the clever husband<\/p>\n<p>dazzle him with the brilliance of sunlit gardens<\/p>\n<p>watches him paint a canvas buttery- yellow<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Primary colored flowers bloom in April&#8217;s \u00a0gardens<\/p>\n<p>woven daffodil blankets in white and yellow<\/p>\n<p>captured in paintings by her creative husband<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Yellow sun warms April&#8217;s \u00a0husband who tends his springtime gardens.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #008080;\"><strong>*<\/strong><\/span><\/h2>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em><strong>How\u00a0\u00a0to Write This Poem?<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h2>\n<h3><em><strong><span style=\"color: #008080;\">Tritina Poem<\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n<p>Tritina has 3, 3-line stanzas. (9 lines, plus an envoy line)<\/p>\n<p>Tritina begins by selecting\u00a0 3 words. Each will be used \u00a0for line endings.<\/p>\n<h3>\u00a0In this \u00a0poem, I chose 3 words:<\/h3>\n<h3><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em><strong>yellow, husband, gardens<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h3>\n<p>Tritina ends with a FINAL LINE\u00a0\u00a0 and contains all 3 of your previously selected words.<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #008080;\"><strong>*<\/strong><\/span><\/h2>\n<p>The pattern looks like this<\/p>\n<p>Lines 1 2 3\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u2013 End words of lines in first tercet.<\/p>\n<p>Lines 3 1 2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u2013 End words of lines in second tercet.<\/p>\n<p>Lines 2 3 1\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u2013 End words of lines in third tercet.<\/p>\n<p>The toth \u00a0Line (1 2 3)\u00a0 \u2013 Words contained in the final line.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.baymoon.com\/~ariadne\/form\/tritina.htm\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">For more details \u2013 click here.<\/a><\/p>\n<h2><strong>***<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p>Read another Tritina Poem by Lynda <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/tritina\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">\u201cEggplant Parmesan and Spaghetti\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n<p>Courtesy of Lynda McKinney Lambert, Pennsylvania Author and Visual Artist.<\/p>\n<p>Poetry and Photography by Lynda McKinney Lambert.<\/p>\n<p>Copyright, April 3, 2020. All rights reserved.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/bio-books\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">My bio &amp; books<\/a><\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<h3><em><strong>Lynda\u2019s Note:<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n<p>Today is DAY #3 of National Poetry Month.<\/p>\n<p>Thank you for your interest and enjoyment of my daily poem and photographs.<\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008080;\"><em><strong>It is my pleasure to share a little piece of my world &#8211; <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #008080;\"><em><strong>The Village of Wurttemburg, in western Pennsylvania.\u00a0<\/strong> <\/em><\/span><\/h3>\n<p>.<\/p>\n<h2><\/h2>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.baymoon.com\/~ariadne\/form\/tritina.htm\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">For more details \u2013 click here.<\/a><\/p>\n<h2><strong>***<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p>Read another Poem by Lynda <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/tritina-poem\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Read it here!<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"6551\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/summertime-gardens-poem\/20_april1_forsythia13_close-details\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?fit=2560%2C1482&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"2560,1482\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.5&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;DSC-HX300&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1585622259&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;11.54&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;80&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.008&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"20_April1_Forsythia13_Close Details\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?fit=1024%2C593&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-6551\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details.jpg?resize=300%2C174&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"174\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?resize=300%2C174&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?resize=1024%2C593&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C444&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?resize=1536%2C889&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?resize=2048%2C1185&amp;ssl=1 2048w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia13_Close-Details-scaled.jpg?w=2160&amp;ssl=1 2160w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Courtesy of Lynda McKinney Lambert, Pennsylvania Author and Visual Artist.<\/p>\n<p>Poetry and Photography by Lynda McKinney Lambert.<\/p>\n<p>Copyright, April 3, 2020. All rights reserved.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/bio-books\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">My bio &amp; books<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8216;my husband&#8217;s hand.&#8221;  A poem by Pennsylvania author and artist, Lynda McKinney Lambert. This is Day 3 of National Poetry Month.  Each  day Lynda writes a new poem for this special 30-day challenge to write A Poem-a-Day.  I&#8217;d love to hear from you today. Leave me a comment, please. Let me know if you enjoyed the poem.<\/p>\n <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/summertime-gardens-poem\/\"><span class=\"more-msg\">Continue reading &rarr;<\/span><\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":6540,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6538","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-trusting-god"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/20_April1_Forsythia2_with-Bobs-hand-scaled.jpg?fit=2560%2C1920&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":false,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4gbwn-1Hs","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":6510,"url":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/a-poem-a-day-1\/","url_meta":{"origin":6538,"position":0},"title":"A Poem-a-Day &#8211; National Poetry Month","author":"Lynda Lambert","date":"April 1, 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"A Poem-a-Day, by Lynda McKinney Lambert. Pennsylvania's award-winning poet, author and artist is writing a poem every day in April for National Poetry Month. Each day her blog will feature a new poem, and a photo she took that day. 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