Fresh mowed lawn morn-
ings
Greet me
While clouds that slept there
Wet shoes and paws
Egrets mingle in weeds
Playing peek-a-boo with minnows
And white wavy pond reflect-
ions
Sunset sweetened cloudbanks
Embrace a yellow gumball sun
Melting into ebony copper-coated seas
Lily scented evenings
Show Orion pointing the way
While Betelgeuse blinks red
Pondering destruction
I sleep under a sheet of love
Encircled in the heaviness of
Familiar loving arms
With a toasty bundle of fur
Snuggled against my knee
This is offered for the Prompt by Peggy to write about where we live at poetryjaam.blogspot.com I live in South Florida, where orchids bloom in the winter...it is wonderful to be able to share with people everywhere. :-)
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Greet me
While clouds that slept there
Wet shoes and paws
Egrets mingle in weeds
Playing peek-a-boo with minnows
And white wavy pond reflect-
ions
Sunset sweetened cloudbanks
Embrace a yellow gumball sun
Melting into ebony copper-coated seas
Lily scented evenings
Show Orion pointing the way
While Betelgeuse blinks red
Pondering destruction
I sleep under a sheet of love
Encircled in the heaviness of
Familiar loving arms
With a toasty bundle of fur
Snuggled against my knee
This is offered for the Prompt by Peggy to write about where we live at poetryjaam.blogspot.com I live in South Florida, where orchids bloom in the winter...it is wonderful to be able to share with people everywhere. :-)
My favorite image is the egrets playing peekaboo with minnows. Makes me smile. And, of course, I empathize with the toasty bundle of fur snuggled against your knee. (Sounds familiar to me. Smiles.) Sara, sounds like a beautiful place.
ReplyDeleteHi Mary! I love all the shore birds here--herons, egrets, ibis... Thought you'd enjoy that toasty bundle line, little doggies are the best :-)
DeleteThis .. is as lush and lovely as south Florida.
ReplyDeleteHi Helen! Thank you :-) I had a lot of fun playing with the images. Left out the mosquitoes and noseeums...
DeleteSome things better left unsaid! I spent eight years in Florida ..
DeleteHelen, you really made me laugh! :-)
DeleteAnd no mention of rain or snow. It sounds like a heavenly place to wake up to.
ReplyDeleteHi Wendy! So nice to meet you, welcome :-)
DeleteThis is just a slice of my favorite things, it rains a lot in the summer, and it's very hot and humid then too. But right now, it's pretty nice ;-)
This is a lovely slice of where you live. It sounds so tropical and lush there. Thank you for sharing this!
ReplyDeleteHi Peggy! It was a great prompt. I'm enjoying reading everyone's
Deletepoetry:-)
...sigh...that is just about perfect. I love "yellow gumball sun"!
ReplyDeleteHi Jennifer! Thank you so much:-) I'm looking forward to reading your poem--I love it when the sun is so perfect and round
DeleteLove these...
ReplyDelete"Melting into ebony copper-coated seas
Lily scented evenings"
Beautiful writing, Sara!
Hi Hannah! Thank you very much :-) Wonderful to see you!
DeleteLoved "sunset sweetened cloudbanks". I love sunsets. Winter up here is not the time to get a good sunset, so I envy your sky views!
ReplyDeleteHi Donna! Welcome :-) Thank you for noticing that, I was trying to come up with something new--I started with "spattered" didn't quite do it...:-)
Deletefun...love the bit on the egrets...i used to live in florida...a little north...more around tampa but i used to travel all down through naples and ft laud/miami...across the alley....def miss the cubans as well...smiles.
ReplyDeleteHi Brian! I love the egrets, too. In CA it was such a rare thrill to see one, and here they're everywhere! You can come visit me and my Cuban family--after 25 years of marriage I'm honorary Cuban...
Deleteoh i love the yellow gumball sun... sounds like a wonderful place to live..i wouldn't mind to have the ocean a bit closer and warmer temperatures than what we have right now... florida is def. on my list of places to visit as well
ReplyDeleteHi Claudia! Thank you--it is most of the time. When you come visit, let me know and I'll take you to the best ocean places :-)
DeleteLovely lily scents.... loving arms , star constellations and a cat ...you have everything you need.
ReplyDeleteHi Rallentanda! I loved your descriptions too. It's actually a little fluffy white dog, but I used to have a Siamese that did that too.
Delete:-)
A gum ball sun - love this touch of fun in your poem! To sleep under a sheet of love - how can you not get a good nights sleep there?! I had to smile at the "toasty bundle of fur
ReplyDeleteSnuggled against my knee" - almost every morning around 4 am, one of my dogs walks across the bed, and plops herself down against my leg!
Your poem has left me with a smile to start my day! Thank you!
Hi Robyn! That was fun to write that, thank you for all your compliments :-) Dogs are hilarious. Mine usually stays put, but her new thing is when we wake up she walks across my stomach to see my hubby--oof! You always make me smile too. :-)
DeleteI loved the evocation of your mornings, with the birds, and your serene evenings. A very atmospheric poem!
ReplyDeleteHi Gabriella! Thank you very much, I was trying to get as much visual/sensation into this poem as I could. Happy that you felt that :-)
DeleteHi Ayala! Thank you very much :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a cozy and loving spot you inhabit ...home sweet home.
ReplyDeleteHi Susan! Thank you. I really loved your poem :-)
DeleteI love this wonderful picture where the sun is shinning and creation sings. Beautiful words and an amazing place to live.
ReplyDeleteHi Alan! It has its downsides, like hurricanes and mosquitoes, but I do love it, thank you for your kind words :-)
DeleteSuch a delightful poem, Sara. I especially like:
ReplyDeleteEgrets mingle in weeds
Playing peek-a-boo with minnows
And white wavy pond reflections
Sunset sweetened cloudbanks
Embrace a yellow gumball sun
Hi Laurie! Thank you, that means a lot to me. I think those were probably the strongest lines in this poem. :-)
DeleteAn interesting piece that I enjoyed reading.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
What an idyllic place you paint with your words. I enjoyed the lazy contentment of your poem.
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