Tag Archives: History

COMING OUT OF THE SALONS

Posted on August 6, 2015 by elainedanforth

When people went to sage salons, engaged in their symposiums, can we, from that, suppose those ones emerged informed, and smarter? And when, today, we court doldrums, do we become more beautiful from hours in beauty parlors? Well, maybe not. … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, Medium Length Poems, Poetry | Tagged Beauty, Beauty Parlors, Confidence, Connection, Culture, Face to face, Feeling, History, Intelligence, Interface, Mind Body, Opening, Peace, People, Poetry, Purpose, Reaching out, Salons, Satisfaction, Seeing, Smarter | 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

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