Through Other Eyes

My sister-in-law and I found these old glasses, still in their case, when we were cleaning out my parents’ storage room.  I know two things about them:  they are old and I don’t know who they once belonged to. They did not belong to my parents and I’m guessing some previous owner of the house […]

Keeping Summer

“For him in vain the envious seasons roll Who bears eternal summer in his soul.” –  Oliver Wendell Holmes, The Old Player Is summer in your soul? I mean the best parts of summer–barefoot days, bees busy in the clover, blue skies studded with white puffs of clouds. I’d like to keep those days of warmth […]

A Surprise Conversation

This isn’t St. Patrick’s Day, but, oh well…the world is pretty and green this morning, so here’s a stretch to the imagination. One soft and misty morning, on a day so fine and rare, My heart felt light as birdsong, without one single care, As I strode through the heather into a forest tall, I […]

Summer Night

There’s a mystery about the soft, summer night, just after the sun goes down, before full darkness tiptoes through. Leaves stir with a passing breeze and flowers lift their heads to feel one last ray of the sun’s warmth.  The rabbit who lives under my storage building gives last minute instructions to her nest of […]

Canebrake ABC’s

Canebrake ABC’s Red ants, black ants marching all together, through a canebrake by the river in the lovely summer weather. Many-colored butterflies drift or dream or flit among tall stalks for the very fun of it. A caterpillar wriggles and a cricket creaks a song, surrounded by the river cane, thick and green and long. Dragonflies […]

Foggy Phantoms

Foggy Fracas The door swung softly open, And, swirling soundlessly, Many misty visitors Soon encircled me. My silent guests seemed sullen, Swathed in dripping gowns; They fixed their watery eyes on me And frowned their dripping frowns. I felt a sudden tremor And saw, as in a trance, The faded, foggy phantoms Begin a ghostly […]