Cool evening rain-washed air
Wind slowed to a whisper
Gentle remnants of a rainy day.
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and
the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
~ Sylvia Plath, poet
(1932 ~ 1963)
Writing daily about my journeys through books, movies and plays along with poetry, story, or an occasional wander into ideas, opinions or rants.
Cool evening rain-washed air
Wind slowed to a whisper
Gentle remnants of a rainy day.
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and
the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
~ Sylvia Plath, poet
(1932 ~ 1963)
Tomorrow is a day
I will never have to remember
for when the stars welcome it
with that gossamer shift
from tomorrow to today, there is
a whisper of hope for the future.
“If you’ve got a today, don’t wear it tomorrow.
Tomorrow never happens it’s all the same day.”
~ Janis Joplin, singer
(1943 - 1970)
Dreams included ~
No one told me that
dreams would be tucked
inside that cloud of sleep.
I recall whispered ‘sweet dreams’
Did it mean candy and gumdrops?
But dreams included are seldom sweet.
Funny,
bizarre,
frightening,
completely disorganized
but I have never been dropped into
a meadow full of daisies and sunshine with Mary Poppins and Bert
to sing me to a circus.
Wouldn’t that be a sweet surprise!
“A dream itself is but a shadow.”
~ William Shakespeare, Hamlet, c.1600
My eyelids droop ~
little strength to stay
open even though
I am not ready to
turn lights out. I’m
not even close to
laying my head on the
soft pillow that
whispers my name.
“Blessed are the sleepy ones: for they shall soon drop off.”
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
The complexities of life and living
leave us weak and dizzy from
trying to find answers. In a hurry,
we set aside our sweet rich coffee,
our easy restful naps, our walk
in the park on a lovely fall day.
Anything that whispers,
'there are spaces and times
without complexities or chaos'.
“Know that everything is in perfect order,
whether you understand it or not.”
~ Valery Satterwhite, author
I listened
today
to that inside voice
that cares for me
whispering
‘nap time.’
“My body has decreed that I shall nap,
and nothing will stand in my way,”
~ Kathryn Ormsbee, Tash Hearts Tolstoy