Showing posts with label William Wordsworth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Wordsworth. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Blueberry ~
* * *
perhaps there are some of you
who remember
the song
by
Fats Domino
* * *
a container of freshly picked blueberries
brought by friends was savored
and deeply appreciated
* * *
"The best portion of a good man's life:
his little, nameless unremembered
acts of kindness and love.”
William Wordsworth
* * *
Labels:
acts of kindness,
blueberries,
Fats Domino,
William Wordsworth
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
May Day ~
they all gather
by the bird feeders
the one with the tail not
seeming to realize
he's a bird of "different feather"
* * *
"The birds around me hopp'd and play'd
Their thoughts I cannot measure,
But the least motion which they made
It seem'd a thrill of pleasure."
William Wordsworth
Written in Early Spring
Labels:
birds,
May 1st,
spring,
squirrel,
William Wordsworth
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
For The Ordinary Days ~
"Rest and Be Thankful"
William Wordsworth
* * *
thankful for each one of you
[a little click on the photo will enlarge]
Monday, July 9, 2012
Sanctuary ~
TO A BUTTERFLY
Written in the orchard, Town-end, Grasmere
1802
I've watched you now a full half-hour;
self-poised upon that yellow flower
and, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless! -- not frozen seas
more motionless! and then
what joy awaits you, when the breeze
hath found you out among the trees,
and calls you forth again!
This plot of orchard-ground is ours;
my trees they are, my Sister's flowers;
here rest your wings when they are weary;
here lodge as in a sanctuary!
Come often to us, fear no wrong;
sit near us on the bough!
We'll talk of sunshine and of song,
and summer days, when we were young;
sweet childish days, that were as long
as twenty days are now.
Labels:
butterflies,
flight,
rest,
sanctuary,
William Wordsworth
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