“If I can put one touch of rosy sunset into the life of any man or woman, I shall feel that I have worked with God.” ― G.K. Chesterton How many soft hues can drape dusk’s fair canopy? God’s brush — infinite. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images areContinue reading “Sky Haiku”
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Starburst
I’d like to fly into a sunset, take on the colors of those fiery rays just as they break and settle on a far horizon, a starburst like winged flames of a hummingbird, reflecting the heat with every quickened beat of my tiny feathers, moving too fast to ever burn. —C.L. Fisher, Dec. 2021 UnlessContinue reading “Starburst”
Centennial Park
Community, then, is an indispensable term in any discussion of the connection between people and land. — Wendell Berry We watched the day end along our city’s skyline, the October night harkening back to all that makes community special — the flavors, smells, sights, sounds that remind you of where you live now, and whileContinue reading “Centennial Park”
An Evening Out
We turned once more round Centennial Park, the sun setting fire to our Tall City, a dancing light reflecting possibility — oh, the astounding beauty of a West Texas evening. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributedContinue reading “An Evening Out”
Adrift
The rays drift in, finding enough space to gather together, form an angle of light, an island adrift that leaves the room cold in comparison. ….I sit, adjacent, dimmed by sunset, but my soul travels over, pools with the huddled warmth, and imagines the sun rising… tomorrow. —C.L. Fisher, July 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, allContinue reading “Adrift”
The Flickering Hour
I’m settling in from the day, leaning into my everything- from-here chair, where I write, draw, read, think…..I reflect on the day, replay moments, consider all that happened from my 4am waking to this slow ending, sun fading on the horizon like pixie-dust, the curtain across from me haloed with the last amber light likeContinue reading “The Flickering Hour”
Evening Walk
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets. —Virginia Woolf Just a jaunt around our neighborhood, no need to rush, no push to get our heart rate up, so we amble around one corner and the next, pass the schoolyard where we stop for one photo, the clouds accentuated by the sun now low in theContinue reading “Evening Walk”
Lingering
I hope for a lingering day, moments stretching long and leaning into the warmth of a slow rising sun that decides to amble across the sky, a casual stroll before allowing the full moon to rise, the evening embracing us in twilight’s dreamy lilac and amber glow, and the moment, a holding breath, leading upContinue reading “Lingering”
Await the Gentle Moon
Let me just sit — I don’t want to form a response or tell you my thoughts; it is well enough to just be a quieted soul in peace, but you are welcome to join me. Let us sit as the sun rests; there is a ever-changing watercolor horizon on view before us as weContinue reading “Await the Gentle Moon”
Anticipation
We watch a beautiful sunset as our anticipation is building for another celestial event, the Christmas Star, the Great Conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn. Not since 1226 have they been so closely aligned – a rare event on this Winter’s Solstice – but just as we set the telescope lens toward the mark in theContinue reading “Anticipation”
Poetic Meanderings 