Childhood, Family, Nature, Poetry, Summer

Olly Olly Oxen Free

Time gathered

And held close to my day

Framed by an open window

And a glorious garden gate

Overspreading sapphire blue morning glories

And red geramiums dancing in the dew

Summer oscillating

Right in tune with porch floor fans

Making a most gentle breeze

Nap time declared

Tucked in by my childhood memories

Clothesline laundry waving back at me

I chase white puffy clouds across blue blue skies

Ground cover made of Concord grapes, blueberries & mulberries

Forever mulberry stains

My bare feet, hands and face

Memories fill the afternoon air

I with a care free heart

Time is stolen

And I ~

I’m

brought back home!

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Poetry, Prayer, Revolution and Peace, Summer

A Votive Prayer

 

I whisper a votive prayer

By the holy shrine’s radiant light

Deep within this earthen cave

Surrounded by rock and stone rises

I lift my eyes as well as my heart

Toward the most beautiful empyrean garden

Soft scattered layers

Of green leaves and woodland debris

Hide the well-worn walking path

Here, in fields of sweet Lavender and ever-blooming Roses – – A sweet bath

Fills this morning’s air with soul nourishing scents

I only hope this day

Brings understanding and peace

That we don’t choose to keep it at bay

Stopping short

We turn away from a neglected peace

Toward only the wretched pains of war

I whisper a votive prayer

Believing prayer light will travel over vast distances

Finding our hearts aglow in time

Nature, Poetry, Summer

A Summer Rose

grey clouds hang

morning air thick with dew

sowing rain drops

hummingbirds dart by
chasing each other away
nectar still theirs for taking

I tipped toed by a sleeping frog
eyes hidden just below the surface
I see you blink

a dragonfly stilled
upon the white summer rose
and her unmoved