Tag Archives: Gaze

TO GAZE OVER THE STONES

Posted on June 29, 2017 by elainedanforth

Somewhere hid twixt the stones of difficulty, you’ll find those little cracks called grace. No matter how hard or smooth those stones (or of what beauty), even without squinting to perceive minuti (ae), when you breathe and muster up a … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Breathe, Calm, Cracks, Gaze, Grace, Hard, Seeing, Stones | 1 Comment

THE SHIFT TO WINTER TIME

Posted on November 4, 2014 by elainedanforth

The shift to Winter Time. . . a stiff adjustment when bliss of habit (or maybe just encrustment) that’s begot more offspring than a rabbit, must we excavate painstakingly and kiss goodbye, (dagnabbit!), for as we check our wrist to … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Adjustment, Autumn, Begot, Bliss, Choice, Confusion, Dagnabbit!, Earshot, Encrust, Ever, Excavate, Flee, Flocks, Fly, Gaze, Geese, Goodbye, Habit, Heart, Kiss, LIstening, Minds, Move, Muse, Offspring, Painstakingly, Pause, Pondering, Prehistory, Present, Rabbit, Reason, Rhymes, Seasons, Shift, Slowly, Stars, Stiff, Summer, Time, To wind, Turn blue, View, Wandering, Warmer climes, Winter, Wintering, Wrist | Leave a comment

Tag Archives: Gaze

TO GAZE OVER THE STONES

THE SHIFT TO WINTER TIME

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