Tag Archives: RIght

REACH

Posted on February 8, 2018 by elainedanforth

Reach. . . enough the drowsy status quo and capping dome of possibility to breach. . . Out there, +++++once you’ve gone and done +++++ all that it takes +++++that once-confining sphere +++++right off to slough, is life poured freely … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry | Tagged Confinement, Expanding possibility, Possibility, Reach, RIght, Seeing, Wildest Dreams | Leave a comment

MOTHER, MONARCH, AND DEFENDER OF THE WAY

Posted on November 23, 2017 by elainedanforth

The woman– she had seven sons. SEVEN sons. Last killed. First tortured. 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, though there was wicked testing of her strength and will, she lost them all, down to the youngest one. All knew they … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry | Tagged Defender, Grief, Mother, Pride, RIght, Scrutiny, Sons, Standing for what's right, Support, Way, Woman | 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

NOW IS THE TIME

Posted on May 7, 2014 by elainedanforth

Now is the time. . . but what of the space that’s layered with grime? and what of the grief whose final knell still aches to chime? what of the needs that never connected with the supplies with which, by … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged Acceptance, Ache, Darkness, Death, Derail, Design, Filters, Gone in a flash, Grime, Intersected, Knell, Knock, Layered, Life, Light, Looking Glass, Love, Mind Body, Needs, Now, Pain, Passing Away, Plan, Poetry, Poof, Pull, Purpose, Resurrected, RIght, Rise above, Seeing, Space, Thought, Time, Tunnel vision, Wrong | Leave a comment

Tag Archives: RIght

REACH

MOTHER, MONARCH, AND DEFENDER OF THE WAY

THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

NOW IS THE TIME

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