Haiku 3/5/3
surrounded
the sound of soft air
still silence
Tag: Summer
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!
Good morning from the lakeside deck ~
Then It Was Gone
A marching band came by
this morning
in stark white uniforms
~ floating by ~
even steps throughout
left to right
in the middle and centered squared
marching all the way down the cove
I saw their feathered hats
tipped back
in great salutes
to the bright blue skies above
as they passed
right by
in front of the grand
viewing stands
I heard their last
music playing
as they trailed
out of sight and sound
on their way south
to join in
just another
popup parade
Good morning from the lakeside deck ~
Good morning!
Starting my day by Lake Ann ~ blessings for this wonderful Saturday!
I start the day out on my deck which overlooks Lake ANN ~ surrounded by hillsides all about.
Hummingbirds are already up and at it chasing each other through the high trees over to their treehouse feeder.
I touch the earth and sky here ~
My morning writing ~
grey white blue
unmasking the sky
sunshine flows
shaped by lakeside hills
living under a sky dome
I touch threads of blue
morning rise prayers
I’m held in a blue sky cup
my worries let go
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
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
Morning Delight
Let my eyes see
In beauty & stillness lay
Fresh & new once again
To know you are with me
The morning is full of vapors
Like an old sunken ship
Lost at sea
Soft summer sun peaks over
The Ozark mountain ridge
And dapples through the mighty oaks
Pouring down into the cove over Lake Ann
Carrying ~ forever shadows
By the arm fulls
As I gather each and every one
I lay them into my lap
With morning smiles and joy
Morning glides into my day
Soft ~ and fully emerging
Changing ~
Changing everything
It touches . . . Even me
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!
Swan Lake
White glistening feather stones
Lay upon solid grounds
Nesting underneath a summer willow tree
Whispering of time together
Held by heart edges
I’m skyward bound
Written for #dVerse Poets Pub for The Dog Days of Summer, Open Link Night hosted by Victoria Slotto: ” No prompt to worry about today. No form to comply with. Just wonderful words for you to play with, to enjoy, to arrange as you will. So, “…spread your wings, and take to the sky!”
Summer Haze and Sweet Lemonade Tea
This morning’s summer haze
Hangs over the horizon and woodland trees
Like a grey lace table cloth
Hanging on an outdoor clothes line
Peeping through just barely
Seeing the kids playing in the fields
While we . . .
Sit on our front porches
Drinking our summer sweet lemonade tea
Underneath the ceiling fans
Misted by our own
Hanging water gardens!
