the time is near
soon the colder temps
will come and stay awhile
never having been seen as a fashion icon
it will soon be time to take off the sandals
and wrap myself in comfort
whatever that may look like.
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“i base most of my fashion taste on what doesn’t itch.”
-gilda radner
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image credit: ny daily news
my favorite season – fall has arrived
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Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when Autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
~ Mary Oliver ~
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image credit: Lumber Jane, Madame Cupcake@etsy
out on a walk
not yet eight o’ clock
streetlight on
a warning beacon
season shines and quietly moves
nearing its end.
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“poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations.”
-lawrence ferlinghetti
“the first week of august hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year,
like the highest seat of a ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning.
the weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring,
and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn,
but the first week of august is motionless, and hot.
it is curiously silent, too,
with blank white dawns and glaring noons,
and sunsets smeared with too much color.”
-natalie babbitt
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image credit: pinterest
happy solstice
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“do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it?
i always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!”
-f. scott fitzgerald, the great gatsby
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image credit: google images
when beautiful seasons join hands
early morning, late april, michigan, usa, earth
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“the poetry of earth is never dead.”
-john keats, from ‘on the grasshopper and cricket.’
almost time to awaken to spring.
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“there is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.”
-homer
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image credit: Wintersleep (giclee print) by Marjolein Caljouw
nothing like the feel of
walking on a lake of solid ice
remembering how it felt
swimming in its warm water
pure magic
“in the arctic, the inuit say water and land are the same;
they’re an unbroken unity.
in the winter, you travel on the ice because it’s the linkage and the easiest way,
and in the summer, you move around on the water.”
*-john ralston saul
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*John Ralston Saul (born 1947) is a Canadian writer, political philosopher, and public intellectual. His work is known for being thought-provoking and ahead of its time, leading him to be called a “prophet” by Time and to be included in Utne Reader’s list of the world’s leading thinkers and visionaries.
spring is almost here
nine weeks away seems so close
that i can hear it.
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“music comes from an icicle as it melts, to live again as spring water.”
-henry williamson
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image credit: 123rf.com
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