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Song for Autumn (by Mary Oliver)
Wordless Wednesday – September 19, 2018
Late Summer Roses But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold. - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers...
Wordless Wednesday – September 12, 2018
Messenger (poem by Mary Oliver)
Messenger by Mary Oliver My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. Here the clam deep in the speckled sand. Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? Am I...
A Shift With Rain
A Shift With Rain A long wind brushes its fingers through the trees in a stretched whisper. On occasion, it moves angrily, and other times, it shakes and howls at the windowpanes. The long whispers flutter sweetly, softly, welcoming the listener into the...
Wordless Wednesday – September 5, 2018
The Last Days of August
... and so the day slips the long mournings of trees last traces of gold © prasanta – August 2018 “August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.” ― Sylvia Plath...
Wordless Wednesday – August 29, 2018
Summer Can Stay
People are ready to roll out the pumpkins. Me? Not so much. Maybe it would be true, if I still lived in the south. Because I live in the land of a seemingly endless winter, I grasp onto every last sliver of summer. (I know what's coming each fall, each winter,...
unspoken words (poem)
Where do uspoken words go Forgotten in some collective conscious of empty, unwritten volumes, filling dust lined shelves Perhaps filling oceans replete with missed opportunities and golden intentions Perhaps tossed on the wayside of unknown gardens, wildflowers...
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