What We Say

“A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.” – Anonymous Words shape  our moments as we move  from one conversation to the next,  inspiring or deflating,  so why do  we waste them or use them  as weapons? Speak peace that clings like a pleasant fragrance, inviting all within hearing toContinue reading “What We Say”

Inescapable Dawn

The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light. — William Shakespeare Shy sun, resting behind a passing cloud, not ready to star in the requirements of hours, he waits behind a gray  curtain, but his  brilliance escapes, reminding us a full infusion of light will dawn… So,Continue reading “Inescapable Dawn”

The Wide-World

The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. —Song of Solomon 2:12 The wide world opens in this lilac-eyed daisy with its glacier white petals and streaks of ice-blue, a treasury of beauty on one single, unassuming bloom, and it awakens this  fieldContinue reading “The Wide-World”

Dawn Rising

“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.” — Emily Dickinson I’d share an orange sorbet sunrise with you at 16 or 82, like this cool, mellow morning —  what a privilege to see so many day-beginnings  with your kindness beside me, blue sky & clouds rising, a path before us, another excursion of our ongoing,Continue reading “Dawn Rising”

Carefree

Remember when  summer tasted like fresh grass blades, the kind you chewed  as you walked, face up to gather the sun, when late afternoon held the aroma of rain, and watermelon was salted and eaten on a tailgate, when June felt  like freedom, freewheeling  down the sidewalk on your bike or skipping  your Lemon Twister,Continue reading “Carefree”

Mumbling

…groanings too deep for words… — From Romans 8:26 Unsettled but ready  for rest,… she prays,  but her words  are muddled,  and so she rambles,  knowing God  can sort through  her thoughts,  decipher her heart’s need,  make poetry  out of her mumbled  pleas… —C.L. Fisher, July 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing andContinue reading “Mumbling”