Prompt #6: ideal day in sensory details

Vacation before the time of plague

 

Outside the French doors, dawn stirs.

Tide is out. Sand stretches into the horizons

like Christmas Eve – filled with possibility.

 

From the kitchen, espresso’s dark fragrance

curls, floating on the breeze from the patio.

My beloved has made the trip to get coffee.

 

Pelicans soar through the panel of sky

between roof and balcony rail, silent silhouettes

against the cloud-brushed blue.

 

Soon the sky will dominate this cool tableau

vivid yellow shafts of hot light, scorching sand.

But for now, the day unfurls gently. The sea blossoms.

Ma’at, Goddess of Truth and Cosmic balance

Ma’at: Goddess of Truth and Balance. Through, her and many I promote nonviolence and quietness. And I pray that people would find the righteousness through spirituality. And I pray that we view people with hospitality and generality and move nations to neutral and less brutality.

Serenity

Celestial sky still water
like deep crushed velvet
as above
so below
what am I but a firefly
enamored by your mysteries

Marvelous day

The chill is over

Lives be cheer

Days are longer

A new month is here

Colorful tune

Giving sing

To a new moon

Wonderful birds

As the world turns

Some may not sense

The new air

Gentle and dense

Here we are

Embracing a Marvelous day!

 

@Mejia – Hour Six

Take a Moment

hit pause
look upward
feet grounded on earth
sky sifted through leaves
down to my eyes
fractals finding a home
in my mind
I inhale
I exhale
I lose balance
and smile

[Prompt 5: photo of sky through trees]

Hour 6: Rain

A soft wind carries

our laughs, our voices

to reach the distant-most memories

 

The water is cold

I don’t like it but

it’s still fun

 

To dance in the rain

with you.

My heart is full of warmth

Wandering (Acrostic)

Willow bark topped with leaves

And glazed with golden sun,

Never was there another place

Dominated by the most lovely of life.

Energy and peacefulness is all around;

Riches of gold are no compare.

am lost, of course, but I care not,

Nothing else shall make me happy:

Green life widens my mind.

2:00 PM Poem

Elizabeth Wingert

Hour 6

Toes in the sand

waves crashing into the sea

warm sun

slight breeze

children playing

splashing

a strawberry basil popsicle

cold and sweet

falling asleep in your arms

warm and safe