8 july





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summer breeze

blows the kitchen curtains inward

i see the movement from the corner of my eyes

 i am wiping down the inside of my refrigerator

i am glad for the cooler air 

filling my kitchen with the sweet and easy scent of summer

rain comes in i can hear it falling steady and soft

there is a storm expected later in the afternoon

 clouds are piling up over the Atlantic on the east side of the island



 i return to my housekeeping

hands in the soapy water

and my eye on the corn I've set to boiling





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Comments

  1. Tasha Medellin8 July 2015 at 06:42

    I love your poem! Poetry has a way of piercing the heart like nothing else can. When I read it, I felt like I was there, enjoying the summer rain. Blessings! Tasha (Your neighbor at Coffee for Your Heart)

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  2. Joanne Viola8 July 2015 at 07:39

    It is so true ... there is a scent & feel to summer which is so comforting. Beautiful photo too! We were neighbors this morning at Women With Intention :)

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  3. Kim 8 July 2015 at 09:32

    I just love summer. I think that your description is perfect!

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  4. Lisa8 July 2015 at 11:30

    Your photo, your thoughts, I love the message of attentive living that both portray.

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  5. DELETED8 July 2015 at 22:51

    lovely blogspot

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  6. Cheryl8 July 2015 at 23:32

    Such lovely portraits you paint with your gift of words, my friend. It is always such a pleasure to visit you! :)

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  7. Gail9 July 2015 at 13:04

    You write beautifully. I could feel the summer wind.

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