Summer beckons, reaches over spring’s shoulder
And sets out a schedule of chores:
Clean the pool and green the grounds
Before the fun begins.
Seashells face the sun,
Cast shadows mingle,
Saturating ochres and sienna.
Whites bleach into starlight.
The air is still; ripples of bird songs
Reach a burning candle
Inciting the flame to dance;
An invitation to travel and escape.
The wolf ambles by, requests attention,
A nudge, a touch and soft words,
Then wanders off to round his kingdom,
The walled boundaries of the garden.
It’s a beautiful morning, an oasis of calm,
A delicious peace filled with noises
Of spring and fading notes of mimosa
Hanging on bare vines of honeysuckle.
Serenity smiles and stretches the sunrise
Smoothing wrinkles of time, spinning molecules,
Tending to the space in between, in plain sight
Somewhere, in deep breaths of fresh air.
“Somewhere, in deep breaths of fresh air” lies serendipity, serenity’s cousin ! 😉
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The hippy-dippy one, right?
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🙂 Yep !!! 😉
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I liked your voice with earphones too. It’s like sitting down and listening to a delightful voice in my head saying things I like to hear. My head elves are never so nice as that. 😀
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Oh you sweet talker! The beauty of earphones cannot be overstated. They improve the world. There. No hyperbole here. 🙂
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I agree with all the practiced hyperbole I can muster. 😀
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Lovely!
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Thank you Suz.
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You say you like your voice better with earphones.
Have you tried ear plugs?
It’s gentler.
Just sayin’.
AnElephantCant tease his dear Emmy any more.
He loves her poetry, and the way she sees magic in a tree, a garden, a life.
She paints the world he dreams of inhabiting.
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AnElephantCant help teasing Emmy
’cause she has plenty of volubility
Every day magic is as real as we make it
when we laugh and share it
That world, we already inhabit.
It’s all sweet serendipity.
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I have run out of original things to say about your poetry, Em, you capture an essence of life like no one else does.
This one evokes peace, warmth, abundance.
And yet I sense pain at the end.
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I start with thank you CE because it’s always the first thing that comes to heart. I don’t always know what bubbles up behind the words I scratch. Battle scars have a way of showing up through the medals, don’t they?
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Spoken is so very good.
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It has been a while hasn’t it? And I enjoy it so why did I stop?
I like my voice better with earphones. It’s gentler. Just sayin’. 🙂
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