Tag Archives: Cool

A LOT OF HOT IN AUTUMN

Posted on September 7, 2015 by elainedanforth

a lot of hot in autumn. . . moving molecules we’ve got, sent up to top while cooler, stiller ones stay close to bottom. . . we’d best not buy too many fruits, for before we succeed to eat ’em … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Humor, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Summer | Tagged Air, Cahoots, Cool, Food, Fruit, Heat, Indian Summer, Molecules, Rotting | Leave a comment

BEFORE THE HEAT BEGINS TO BLISTER

Posted on August 17, 2015 by elainedanforth

Now’s the time to reconcile and mend, with your neighbors and your kin– on anything that has been rent, or over which you’ve grown to differ. If you can, go make your overture with grace and style, considering it won’t … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Summer, Winter | Tagged Air, Cool, Differences, Drench, Ease, Grace, Heat, Kin, Love, Mending, Mind Body, Neighbors, Opening, Rain, Reaching out, Reconcile, Spring, Style, Summer, Winter | Leave a comment

THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

Posted on January 27, 2015 by elainedanforth

A soft gray day, late January. . . the pale sun, the ambiance so airy breathe life and light to spring’s small blooms, and gentle pop of squirrel peep, plus bubbling fresh birdsong. . . the clear, cool warmth, the … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Prayer, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Accompanied, Airy, Alone, Ambiance, Ashes, Bare, Beauty, Birds, Birdsong, Black, Blooms, Burst, Challenge, Clear, Comfortable, Confidence, Cool, Day, Diary, Digress, Distance, Earth, Ere, Eyelashes, Fear, Feeling, First, Flowers, Gentle, Good, Gray, Gray Sky, Hair, High, Hilly, HInt, History, Hope, Horizons, Image, Important, January, Journey, Leaves, Life, Light, Love, Mind Body, Mingled, Movie House, Mush, Muted, Neighborhood, New, New horizons, Pale, Peace, Peep, Pop, Quiet, RIght, Rising, Road, Save up, Seasons, Secret, Sky, Slope, Slow, Spirit, Splendor Colors, Spring, Squint, Squirrel, Sun, Thirst, Tour, Trees, Unwritten, Up, Vantage point, Walking, Warmth, Wash, White, Winter, Year | Leave a comment

MAGNIFICENT NOVEMBER MORNING

Posted on November 17, 2014 by elainedanforth

the wind is up, around the trees. . . the rising sun illuminates the skittish leaves, which, now so loud around the trees, are rustling. . . The fuzzy wads stick to the eaves where nascent moths find rest, and … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry | Tagged Above, Air, Beasts, Bodies, Brand-new, Change, Cool, Development, Earth, Fertile, Forms, Free, Goodbyes, Growing things, Illuminate, Learn, Leaves, Life, Magnificent, Metamorphosis, Morning, Move, November, Replete, Rising, Skittish, Span, Sprawl, Sun, Trees, Wind | 2 Comments

Tag Archives: Cool

A LOT OF HOT IN AUTUMN

BEFORE THE HEAT BEGINS TO BLISTER

THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

MAGNIFICENT NOVEMBER MORNING

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