“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” — Rainer Maria Rilke What sets the spring-blue sky’s poetic meter? Yellow daisies, ladybugs, rosebuds, butterflies, and lazy, breezy, dreamy afternoons. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher andContinue reading “Syncopation”
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Sky Haiku 5
“The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn’t it be?- it is the same the angels breathe.” — Mark Twain My whimsy begins in infinite indigo — a dancing angel… —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work ofContinue reading “Sky Haiku 5”
Sky Haiku 4
Once you have tasted the sky…, you will forever look up. — Leonardo da Vinci Linger here bright light, dance on this branched canopy — halt my wintering. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
Sky Haiku 3
I believe that if one always looked at the sky, one would end up with wings. — Gustave Flaubert Afternoon azure I slowly sip the noon sun — a bright quench of calm. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied,Continue reading “Sky Haiku 3”
Sky Haiku 2
Sing to the one who rides across the ancient heavens, His mighty voice thundering from the sky. — Psalm 68:33 Serenade in blue, sweet carol to sleeping blooms — spring-warm lullaby. –C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used,Continue reading “Sky Haiku 2”
Stretches
I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” —Wendell Berry from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry A path, a walkway, a cobbled track, hiking trails and mountain passes,Continue reading “Stretches”
Snow Wishes
“Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person” — Sylvia Plath These lovely, powdery-velvet leaves remind me of a snowy morning, the kind you expect because just before bed the sky-dome held that soft and gentle lighted-haze that all children knowContinue reading “Snow Wishes”
Abba
He casts the stars on an endless canvas, brushes the sky with rays of amber, supplies us with every variation of peach, sets our morning aglow in lavender and pinks, lights a fire on evening’s last glance before it slips beyond our horizon, nestles us beneath a canopy of violet, lulls us to a welcomeContinue reading “Abba”
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”
Dreamy Days
The sky was calling me to bask outside, to feel the solar rays and the easy breeze of an uncharacteristically cool June day — and those swirling clouds slowly changing shape reminded me of the glorious ways of childhood summers, dreamy days, rock collecting, daisy-bouquet making, bluejay chasing days when it seemed I had all Continue reading “Dreamy Days”
Poetic Meanderings 