Fall

Pause

Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

As I sit out on my deck this morning, I realize I need to keep my eyes and ears open to even see what is right in front of me!

We can miss so much in the moments of living. Too easily, we pay attention to our phones, read posts from social media and listen to the news steaming over the TV that we can actually miss our morning!

Time slips away and our morning and is gone before we can even get started. Careful as I go! Focus!

My morning writing ~

a morning sanctuary sits
in front of me
I touch earth and sky
here ~ where life meets the shore
shouting out glory to this day
as grace and beauty tumbles
into my heart
I listen closely and
watch miracuously to see

how can I not
but stop and stand
in pure awe
of this ~

open wide
these shutters and doors

open wide
this earthly hearth

open wide
my kitchen table

as I gather
all I can!

Lake Ann, Nature, Ozarks, Poetry, Summer

Skylight

I live underneath a tree skylight

In a wonderland of woodland trees

Where spring waters flow into beautiful lakes

With ease and peaceful mornings

I touch the sky

Quickened sounds of birds & critters

Fill every crevice down sloping hillsides

Telling of safe maneuvers through rock & tree

With hope and comfort for coming days

I touch the earth

Summer

Sky

Step out into the sky …

Lash it around you

And hold it close

Swinging it to and fro

As you drop straight over

The White River bottom bridge …

Carrying the mighty sky with you

Listen to the meadow larks

As you watch

Giant double winged dragonflies

Fly through triple-wired fences

Strap summertime’s heavy sun

Next to you

As the wind carries you

And descends

Through tall grass rushes

Blowing along

Old Red Bird fields

Ride the Bright Blue Sky and

Fly the heavy Tossed Hot Summer winds

Traveling down country roads

Lite on sweet sunflowers & thistle blooms

As you make this

a most

glorious

high

summertime

day

Spring

A Redbud Spring #NaPoWriMo

April is National Poetry Month and I hope you join me in writing a poem each day. Although I’m starting just this week, my goal is to write each day.

My morning on Lake Ann started the same way as all my other mornings with me going to my windows overlooking our cove. However, today I awoke to a beautiful white springtime snow which had fallen overnight ~

Light snow
Covers the docks and roof tops
Lining the soft curves of the cove

A master painter’s brush has
Outlined the hardwood branches
In fine Irish lace

Through open trees
Stands hints of green buds and first leaves
I can even see
Some mouse ear smiles

Sprinkles of pink
Are all throughout our cove
And over on the other ridge top too

I can see ~
Dozens and dozens of brand new Pink redbud blossoms
Painting a parkscape masterpiece

As the white snow caps lay
The snow itself looks pink

Like fields of lavender
Sitting in beds of pink tulips
With a touch of dancing buttercups

Was it the light?
Was it the fresh snow lift?
Yes, it was all of that
A true master’s gift ~
The start of our redbud spring!