Tag Archives: Feeling

THE BREAK OF DAY

Posted on March 16, 2013 by elainedanforth

the break of day the song of bird from sundry tree tops peals. . . the ray of sun still hid above gray haze. . . the peace and push of spring the body feels. . .

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Birds, Day, Feeling, Gray Sky, Haze, Mind Body, Peace, Poetry, Push, Quick Reads, Seasons, Song, Spring, Trees | Leave a comment

MOLE HILLS TO MOUNTAINS

Posted on March 13, 2013 by elainedanforth

There are times when moving a mole hill means ever so much more than moving a mountain. . . and feeling that meaning means ever so much more than any mountain, even the most massive imaginable.

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Appreciation, Feeling, Meaning, Mind Body, Mole Hill, Mountain, Moving, Quick Reads, Satisfaction, Seasons, Spring | 2 Comments

NOT MISS CLAVEL, NOT MADELINE

Posted on February 19, 2013 by elainedanforth

You live in a house with a man, alone. . . and exult in the beauty of an old canyon. . . Here live no twelve girls who’ve slept two straight lines– the house, if your kept duty helps it, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Spring | Tagged Belly, Child, Darkness, Feeling, Madeline, Mind Body, Miss Clavel, Night, nurture, Poetry, vines | Leave a comment

A CAVERN OFF THE MAIN PATH

Posted on February 7, 2013 by elainedanforth

A cavern off the main path of the cave. . . a place that’s dark and solitary. . . enough space and air for flame to wave. . . an ancient need to be nurtured deep in the earth– a … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Air, Cave, Cavern, Confidence, Darkness, Earth, Feeling, Flame, Life, Light, Living, Mind Body, Niche, Path, Purpose, Solitude | Leave a comment

A THOUSAND REASONS WHY

Posted on January 18, 2013 by elainedanforth

The arc of the sun has snuck back up to shine more high in the waning winter’s sky. . . just when you’d thought you’d had enough, and you asked yourself, “All this– for WHAT?”. . . a subtle angle … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Confidence, Determination, Feeling, Life, Mind Body, Poetry, Quick Reads, Reasons, Seasons, Sky, Spring | Leave a comment

GHOSTLY SCRATCHES

Posted on January 14, 2013 by elainedanforth

Ghostly scratches from a year long past– like cuneiform, but formed by the stingy pen in hand of one weary, as if out of gas, but scribbling still, though stylus weeped dry, teared its now-and -then ink– Work cut out … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Deciphering, Feeling, Memory, Poetry, Reading, Remembrance, Seasons, Straining, Winter, Work, Writing | Leave a comment

CLIMBING OUT OF SOLSTICE LOW

Posted on January 5, 2013 by elainedanforth

Slug slink three o’clock behind tree sun sink. . . set foot outside, squeeze last daylight out of sky, let enter weary eye– delay the looming lid plink. . . curl up ends of lips into an inch of smile– … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Confidence, Feeling, Mind Body, NEW YEAR, Poetry, Quick Reads, Reaching out, Seasons, Sky, Sun, Winter, Winter Solstice | Leave a comment

OLD YEAR, NEW YEAR

Posted on December 29, 2012 by elainedanforth

Old year wound down, new one winding up. A magical transition.

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Feeling, NEW YEAR, Poetry, Seasons, Winter, Winter Solstice | Leave a comment

I’M SURE I’LL HAVE TO BURST!

Posted on December 24, 2012 by elainedanforth

When life just gets too much because of such and such I’m sure I’ll have to burst! But in case that need not be, I’ll take time just for me– maybe get a little rest first. And then, I’ll see.

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Feeling, Just for me, Life, Mind Body, Poetry, Rain, Rest, Seasons, Storm, Thought, Time Out, Winter, Winter Solstice | Leave a comment

THE PATH THROUGH RESISTANCE

Posted on May 12, 2012 by elainedanforth

Which is harder to dissolve to willingness? Resistance offered from another? Or the kind that’s dwelled long, deep inside one’s inner sanctum-ness? Can we melt the one or other with a gentle or an ardent kiss? It would be nice. … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged Cooperation, Feeling, Life, Melting, Mind Body, Poetry, Purpose, Resistance, Self | 2 Comments