"Everyday in every way I’m getting better and better" - Emile Coue
Thursday, May 18, 2017
Today, I let the light in-
the sun is a milk-cotton daisy
blooming along side glorious tulips
i will not count
creases on my forehead
the sky sings a breezy fruity tune-
while dandelions sip yellow tea
i will not rue
emerging strays of white hair
the wind brings lake's salty tears-
seed pods open, spraying golden grains
i will not bother
creaming my wrinkled hands
the trees are shimmering glassy chandeliers
covering cracks, like leavening on dry crust-
i am grateful -
another day of beginnings
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I am grateful for this poem, which is so beautiful and uplifting. Thank you, Grace.
ReplyDeleteI love this.. so thoughtful and filled with contrasts.. a beautiful renewal... something very much needed.
ReplyDeleteLike a prayer..especially like the dandelions sipping yellow tea 🙂
ReplyDeleteYes, prayer-like and resolved, Grace. I'm looking forward to pure white hair. Not too many wrinkles on my face yet - but wrinkles are the stories of our lives. I have my mother's hands.
ReplyDeleteMy favourite lines:
'the wind brings lake's salty tears-
seed pods open, spraying golden grains'
and
'the trees are shimmering glassy chandeliers
covering cracks, like leavening on dry crust'.
It isn't the externals, it's what they mean that is hard to accept—counting down the days.
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful words. Our topic today is similar but WOW what a difference in our approach.
ReplyDeletesuch an uplifting poem, Grace :)
ReplyDeleteA renewal of hope, just have to look
ReplyDeleteI needed to read a poem like this today, Grace.
ReplyDeleteVery uplifting and fantastically well written poetic warmth. :)
You betcha! This is beautiful and so are you!
ReplyDeleteI'm there with you, Grace. A beautiful sentiment and poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I love your juxtaposition of the beauty of nature and the refusal to see the signs of aging as a negative. There's nothing wrong with wrinkles and gray hairs. They just mean you've lived another wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteWe should all let go and stop to smell the roses from time to time. Or the daisies. Love the peaceful vibe.
ReplyDelete"the sun is a milk-cotton daisy
ReplyDeleteblooming along side glorious tulips"
What a gorgeous opening.
Your words are so soft to read here. I love the soft imagery. I felt like I was in a field laying down reading this. Peaceful and beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteI love the message of accommodation & renewal; negativity is cousin to depression & needs to be emotionally removed; for most of the answers are within--an inside lob.
ReplyDeleteVery nice words in this poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. I love the opening lines, esp. "milk-cotton daisy" it has texture.
ReplyDeleteGrace and beauty is there...
ReplyDeletethe sky sings a breezy fruity tune-
ReplyDeletewhile dandelions sip yellow tea
This image is a reminder of the beauty around us and within us.
I am appreciative for this lyric, which is so delightful and inspiring. Much obliged to you, Grace...
ReplyDeleteGrowing old gracefully is a blessing to the righteous. Wonderful write, Grace!
ReplyDeleteHank
Every day is a good day to start again.Love!
ReplyDeleteThe responsorial stanzas use the others -- so delicate with news of the world -- to lift itself up and begin the walk from the page. Sweet.
ReplyDeleteI am grateful, too. Thanks for your poem, perfectly starts my day!
ReplyDeleteThere's light breaking out from within you. Those little creases and wrinkles can't hold it in. You're just a ray of sunshine
ReplyDeleteThe beauty within allows the penning of such beauty without.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful Grace, the back and forth between external and internal landscape is so smooth and I adore 'the sky sings a breezy fruity tune-
ReplyDeletewhile dandelions sip yellow tea' xxx
Wow! This one packs a punch, Grace. The conflict between what the eyes are seeing and what the mind is thinking...that deeply personal, internal struggle we all face at times. I can really relate to this stunning poem. Once again - wow!
ReplyDeleteA blessing to see and live another new day! Love these joyful lines:
ReplyDeletethe sky sings a breezy fruity tune-
while dandelions sip yellow tea
Your poem is indeed lovely and timeless, Grace. Especially I like the trees as "shimmering glass chandeliers"and 'milk cotton daisy'.
ReplyDeleteIt helped me to read the two parts separately and then together to feel your mixed approach. Fun! Good declaration -- nurturing depth
ReplyDeleteGrace, I love this. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteto live in the moment - and be grateful for it - putting aside those transient and inescapable certainties that take us nowhere ... a lovely articulation of that.
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