Tag Archives: Leaves

SOME OLD LEAVES CLING

Posted on December 15, 2018 by elainedanforth

Some old leaves still cling, come December rhymes and songs to sing, despite months of beat by bright hot sun, then stormy rain and whipping wind. But trees must somehow loose them, lose them, in the end, to let them … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Cycles, December, Fall Leaves, Growth, Leaves, Space, Trees, Winter | Leave a comment

WONDERFUL FALL

Posted on October 21, 2016 by elainedanforth

Think of wonders. . . graceful light, memories that elicit tears, warm feelings, and delight. . . sun slung in a much lower cant, than when nearer summer solstice our days ran. . . ambient power supporting purging all those … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Summer, Winter | Tagged Blossoms, Colors, Cycles, Fall Leaves, Feeling, Leaves, Purging old stuff, Senses, Solstice, Sun, Trees, Wonders, Year | Leave a comment

SPRING EVENTIDE RIDE

Posted on March 4, 2016 by elainedanforth

Spring bright. . . eventide. . . trusty bike. . . pumping lungs. . . flowing blood. . . something like a routine ride. . . Gray damp hangs– Will clouds soon break into projected needed rains? And, up in … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Bike ride, Blossoms, Clouds, Evening, Eventide, Flowers, Gray Sky, Leaves, Life, Rain, Sky, Snow | Leave a comment

WHETHER WE ARE BOUND TO RISE

Posted on October 8, 2015 by elainedanforth

Autumn: the yellowing and desiccation– green, brilliant leaves ignite our sight and fade, but, they brightly start to glow– in their short-lived, red-gold clothes, to woody branches fiercely clinging– just like fire, as they get on their way to leave, … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Seasons, Spring, Summer | Tagged Air, Bound, Desiccation, Desolation, Despair, Earth, Emerging, Falling, Hope, Images, Inside, Leaves, Looming, Memory, Noon, Outside, Rise, Solidity, Spirit World, Stillness, Sun, Thought | Leave a comment

LOVE: A HAWK, A DOVE, AN OAK

Posted on May 15, 2015 by elainedanforth

Love love love +++++ all day long. . . Send it +++++ like a hawk. . . Tend it +++++ like a dove. . . Then, +++++ grow it strong– +++++ just like +++++ an oak: +++++ a thick, sturdy … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Prayer, Quick reads | Tagged Birds, Brances, Dove, Expansive, Hawk, Leaves, Love, Oak, Rays, Send, Sky, Sturdy, Sun, Tend | 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

CLOAKED IN FEBRUARY SUN

Posted on February 24, 2014 by elainedanforth

The cloak: the guise of sun on February afternoon in bright but dry, out-of-sync season. . . the blue and shining flowery day shows me the thirsty year’s quite parched array. . . Foot before foot, do I step forth, … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetry, Spring, Winter | Tagged Appreciation, Confidence, Day, Flowering, Leaves, Stinginess, Stubbornness, Thirst, Trees | Leave a comment

WHAT LIES BETWEEN THE CRANNIES AND THE NOOKS

Posted on October 18, 2013 by elainedanforth

Life. . . little pits of dark rot into living pillars. . . those tiny pocking, slinking threats, begun as minutest things that get us at last to see the bigger picture. . . both the brilliance and the stillness … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Big picture, Brain, Branches, Brilliance, Contrasts, Darkness, Day, Excite, Leaves, Life, Light, Lore, Mind Body, Moment, Moon, Opening, Peaks, Poetry, RIpples, Shades, Sky, Startle, Stillness, Sun, Time, Trees, Valleys, Water, Waves, Wisdom, Wise peoples | Leave a comment

THE GROUND LAID

Posted on March 28, 2013 by elainedanforth

The ground +++++laid. . . the seeds +++++dropped +++++or buried neatly ++++++++++in their slot. . . +++++and then, popped ++++++++++to sprout +++++++++++++++and take root. . . +++++stretched out ++++++++++to spread +++++++++++++++some teeny leaves. . . +++++and then, ++++++++++grown tall +++++++++++++++in … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Air, Buried, Darkness, Day, Earth, Flowers, Fruit, Generation, Grass, Leaves, Life, Poetry, Rain, Root, Seasons, Seed, Spreading out, Sprout, Stem, Stretch | 2 Comments