Tuesday, August 6, 2019

summer light



The gravel sand clacks under my shoes
I walk up the uneven road, wildflowers
astray with bees and butterflies sucking 
sweet fragrance under warm sun
Each floating seed, spinwheel 
of cotton dreams, I inhale 
   it all

 The city's skyline is haze of grey
Against field of green pines
Chickadees flit, soft brown coats
as I color each falling petal
crinkled purple, pink and yellow
until I am sun-smudged, light 
    as air

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Purifying the Mind, hosted by Linda Lee Lyberg.  Thanks for the visit.
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16 comments:

  1. Linda Lee LybergAugust 6, 2019 at 3:16 PM

    Oh, I love this walk! And the phrase, 'until I was sun-smudged, light
    as air' is stunning!

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  2. Frank HubenyAugust 6, 2019 at 3:23 PM

    I like the contrasting description of the skyline against the pines.

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  3. Jane DoughertyAugust 6, 2019 at 3:37 PM

    To feel part of the landscape is truly letting go.

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  4. Laura BloomsburyAugust 6, 2019 at 3:42 PM

    walking meditation so deftly seen

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  5. tonispencerAugust 6, 2019 at 3:45 PM

    spinwheel - I love that. and to be light sun smudged and light as air. That is truly letting go of the filth in ones' mind. a lovely walk and way to get rid of it all.

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  6. Jade LiAugust 6, 2019 at 5:03 PM

    Your sensory images are immersed in a feeling of happiness. Very pleasant to read this, Grace.

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  7. Pat HattAugust 6, 2019 at 5:28 PM

    Sure a immersion of color as you stroll along.

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  8. Ken GierkeAugust 6, 2019 at 7:13 PM

    Refreshing, and definitely purifying.

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  9. Dwight L. RothAugust 6, 2019 at 7:46 PM

    What a beautiful space your describe. A soul reenergized for sure.

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  10. Kim M. RussellAugust 7, 2019 at 3:27 AM

    Your poem kisses all the senses, Grace, and I especially love ‘Each floating seed, spinwheel of cotton dreams’ and ‘I am sun-smudged, light as air’. A beautiful poem to start the day with!

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  11. lynn__August 7, 2019 at 6:46 AM

    A joyful, cleansing walk, Grace...full of light, color, and fascinating creatures.

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  12. KerfeAugust 7, 2019 at 1:05 PM

    A walk in the natural world is always meditation.

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  13. Jennifer WagnerAugust 7, 2019 at 5:36 PM

    Hi Grace, so nice to read you...this is a dreamy summer realm. I could live in this poem. Beautiful. - Jen

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  14. Katie Mia FrederickAugust 8, 2019 at 1:35 PM

    Nature Ever Changing Complexities...
    No Concrete Records... Rivers Life Ever Changing...
    HiStory'S iLLusion Clothes of Culture... Life Present Flow

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  15. purplepeninportland.comAugust 8, 2019 at 8:19 PM

    I love this, Grace. I want to be sun-smudged!

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  16. Frank J. TassoneAugust 10, 2019 at 5:22 PM

    presence incarnate! I felt there!

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