Showing posts with label Emily Dickinson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emily Dickinson. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
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
Labels:
autumn,
chinese lanterns,
Emily Dickinson,
physalis
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
No Regrets ~
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"The lovely flowers
embarrass me.
They make me regret
I am not a bee.”
"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
Labels:
bees,
Emily Dickinson,
flowers,
phlox,
pincushion flower
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
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.
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;
"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.
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
Labels:
apple blossom,
Emily Dickinson,
fruit,
harvest,
seed
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 --
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
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."
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
Emily Dickinson
As imperceptibly as grief
The summer lapsed away,—
Too imperceptible, at last,
To seem like perfidy.
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.
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.
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.
Or service of a keel,
Our summer made her light escape
Into the beautiful.
: : :
at evening time
it shall be light
Zechariah 14:7
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