“I’ll tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time.” — Emily Dickinson The day begins in calming gray before the rising rays weave in ribbons of deepest amethyst and soft lavender, and then dawn unwinds light along the horizon in silken skeins of brilliant shimmer. — C.L. Fisher, July 2022 Unless otherwiseContinue reading “A Summer Day”
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath… —William Shakespeare A patch of bright pink, raining silk, golden shimmer, a gossamer dance. —C.L. Fisher, June 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.
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”
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”
The sun hangs on long in the evening, slow to nestle under cover of the horizon, reminding me that summer nights are coming, s’mores and starlight, fireflies and cricket song, and several “just-a-few-more” minutes with you in the silver path of a summer moon swooning in the comfort of our settled love. —C.L. Fisher, MarchContinue reading “Swooning”