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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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)
ReplyDeleteIt 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 :)
ReplyDeleteI just love summer. I think that your description is perfect!
ReplyDeleteYour photo, your thoughts, I love the message of attentive living that both portray.
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ReplyDeleteSuch lovely portraits you paint with your gift of words, my friend. It is always such a pleasure to visit you! :)
ReplyDeleteYou write beautifully. I could feel the summer wind.
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