Early Morning Light

So lovely

warming up the spines

Dorothy passes a note 

from Coleridge

to William

Roxane whispers

to Cyrano,

"It's you, it's you"

Whitman begins

a song

of himself

Dumas sighs

"Mon Dieu"

to Hugo

Frost mends

a wall
Hughes loves the rain
I hear The Dream Deferred

Henry James

begins

and Ellen

whispers,

"Brevity, brevity,

dear Henry."

Books warm

and breathe

in the early

morning light

and the air

fills with the

magic of

words

so long ago

written

but still treasured

pages gently flutter

dust moves

and settles

motes airborne

in the early morning light.

best, e.

Blessed Sky

Some days are hard.
Tomorrow will be harder for me.

Looking to the sky,

this is what I saw.

I thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes 
e.e. cummings

It's good to look up
when life is hard.
It's good to look up
and hopefully be able
to send some 
"leaping greenly spirits,
and a blue true dream of sky" 
to some very loved friends
who visit here.
It's a blessing to me
to have connected with you.
It's a blessing to me
"which is infinite which is yes".
best, e
and with lots of love and appreciation.

Gifts of the Magnolia

Seed Pods

Overload, I know.

But they

widen my smile,

sparkle my eyes,

leaven my senses,

and gift my gaze.

Sculpted feathers

of communal joy,

leopard bonds

from the mother tree.

best, e.

Summer's Lease

Summer's lease

is almost up.

A few more weeks

and she'll be gone.

Right now

greens are still here

but mixed with

oatmeal, linen

and taffy browns.

Fluff fades

and is carried

on the winds.

Then, there are

her eiderdowns

she is gently

laying down.

Or, perhaps

they are fairy

trampolines.

They are all

over the place

and so magical.

Some were three feet long,

and as wide. 

Soon Summer will

give in to 

Autumn,

my favorite season.

Wishing all a good week.

best, e.

Sunday Sunrise

5:30 a.m.

Layer-Caked

Rainbowed

Thick and Delicious

Living in the Middle

of a Pudding

I scooped

the Beauty

by the Spoonful

Look
There's the Spoon

Have a wonderful week.
I am off to see my sister.
I'll be back (in case you miss me)
mid to late week.
best, e.