Showing posts with label Emily Dickinson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emily Dickinson. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

In Sight Or Out Of Sight ~


They might not need me; but they might.
I'll let my head be just in sight;
A smile as small as mine might be
Precisely their necessity
.” 
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
my little grandson
on a chilly autumn day
*  *  *
both of my grandsons bring
smiles to my face

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Lanterns ~



it's been a good year for
more commonly known as
Chinese Lanterns
you can read more about them
*  *  *
"I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.”
Emily Dickinson
 
 

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

No Regrets ~



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"The lovely flowers
embarrass me.
They make me regret
I am not a bee
.”
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
actually I prefer
looking at them but
Miss Dickinson does have
a way with words
you can read more about her

Sunday, August 3, 2014

A Dwindled Dawn ~



a heavy fog
obscured the dawning sun
a rare occurrence here
*  *  *
"Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.”
Emily Dickinson

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Wings of Gold ~


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Nature is what we know
Yet have not art to say
 So impotent our wisdom is
 To her simplicity.
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Worms & Such ~

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A Bird came down the Walk –
He did not know I saw –
He bit an Angleworm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw,

And then he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass –
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
To let a Beetle pass.
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
she built her nest atop an
 outdoor light fixture
and now she is busy feeding
her little ones
*  *  *
I have no idea what kind
 of bird she is.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

An Abundant Explosion ~



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"Find ecstasy in life;
the mere sense of living is joy enough."
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
"He gives us abundantly
all things to enjoy."
*  *  *
the rose frozen
 an abundant explosion

Friday, June 7, 2013

Undetermined ~

 in one small
blossom
 lies a potential
orchard
what small act of kindness
might you share with someone
that will bear fruit along the way
*  *  *
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain
.
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
this is the first year this
 little apple tree has blossomed
it was planted nearly twenty years ago

Monday, April 1, 2013

Joy Cometh ~

To whom the mornings are like nights,
 What must the midnights be!”
Emily Dickinson
*  * *
awaiting spring
 
 

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Ecstasy ~

The soul should always stand ajar,
 ready to welcome the ecstatic experience
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
Weekend Happiness
to you
 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

A Little Snow ~

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the camera rests
quietly
on the table

the car sits
idly
in the garage

the snow falls, then melts,
capriciously
from day to day as 
December
 spends its days
*  *  *
thinking of you
throughout this Advent season
*  *  *
"A little Snow was here and there
Disseminated in her Hair --
Since she and I had met and played
Decade had gathered to Decade --

But Time had added not obtained
Impregnable the Rose
For summer too indelible
Too obdurate for Snows --
"
Emily Dickinson
 


Sunday, September 30, 2012

Bronzed ~

"The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
"
Emily Dickinson
*  *  *
enjoying the splendor


Saturday, October 8, 2011

Imperceptible ~

“As Imperceptibly as Grief”
Emily Dickinson
As imperceptibly as grief
The summer lapsed away,—
Too imperceptible, at last,
To seem like perfidy.
A quietness distilled,
As twilight long begun,
Or Nature, spending with herself
Sequestered afternoon.
The dusk drew earlier in,
The morning foreign shone,—
A courteous, yet harrowing grace,
As guest who would be gone.
And thus, without a wing,
Or service of a keel,
Our summer made her light escape
Into the beautiful.
: : :
at evening time
it shall be light
Zechariah 14:7