Tag Archives: Day

BEAUTY DEEP AND FLEETING

There is a deep and fleeting beauty to this and every day, by wee star hours through rising dawn and morning sun, up till high or low-slung noon, depending on the season, and then, afterwards, when the sun arcs back … Continue reading

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A NOTE OF SUN, A NOTE OF GRAY

I. Quite a nice thing to notehow wonderful it can beto liveon an ordinary sunny morning. II. And when a cloak of graybedecks the skythere is a pleasant softnessto my contemplativemorning eye, A respite from sharp bright and heat,that, on … Continue reading

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DECEMBER SHINE

There is a shinedown from the sun–intermittent, spotty,muted or obscured though it may be. . . Which, when I bend my head,my mind, my eye to it,can brighten up my daythough the day quite quiet be,and slow– perhaps a little … Continue reading

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CLOSED EYES AT DAY’S END

Closed eyeslids blood red illuminated blackwith residual white of screen glow. A day well lived–a good thing,for there is no going back, a settling into later evening,night and sleep,restoring self Perhaps even to the spiritof that long agoopen-hearted lovingplayful, joyful … Continue reading

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AWAKE, EMBARKING ON A BRAND NEW WEEK

Awake. To a brand new week. Stock to take,plans to make, Sunshine to let in. . . Joy andsteadfast commitmentto oneselfas make sensein the flow. Grief and regretto notice, love, and to let go,allowing,though not demandingthat they departor even lessen. … Continue reading

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A WISH ON A SUNNY, FRESH SPRING DAY

The sun is outthe air is fresh. . . Some good thingsI am about, and this day I’ll watchand live my best, to find soon outthe restof what I shall doand what my dear selfshall befall, before I lay down … Continue reading

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FEBRUARY’S HEART IN ONE LATE MORNING MOMENT

The sightof some yellow brown growthsstretching up in rounded clumpsto pepperthe long green-needled pine branches. Some little chirpy, shaky noisesthat my being detectsare actually birds, not just blipsfrom someelectronic gizmowarning this or that,perhapsthat the poweris aboutto run out. Ribbons blue … Continue reading

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A FEW WORDS ON A FALL DAY

A few words on today. . .An early rise. . .A cleansing and a dressing,A walking letting morning air and lightCome in my lungs and eyes. . . A gift receivedsmiles therefrom derived. . .more walking yet,good food made and … Continue reading

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SEPTEMBER TO OCTOBER SEGUE

Just past the clearnight-loomingHarvest supermoon,the night attempts to be its darkest,but just can’t,awash in the brilliance of this round-faced loon! Some hours later,and perhaps one more sun roundaway, the dark of nighthas ceded intobright of day, the hue Crayola christened … Continue reading

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A WORD FOR EQUINOX OF FALL

What can I say? In several hours,we will see. . . or if not see,nor feel, perhaps at leastaccording to our analyzing chartsand thoughtjust note a fleeting momentwhen neither poleof our great Earth does point toward the sun,which shines thenfor … Continue reading

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