My very wolfy granddog, Smokey
Somewhere
a sampan with a scarlet sail
is bobbing across a harbour.
a sampan with a scarlet sail
is bobbing across a harbour.
Somewhere
a lion mother
brings back food to her cub.
a lion mother
brings back food to her cub.
Here on the west coast
there is chill in the air.
there is chill in the air.
We bundle up in layers.
Pumpkins are smiling
on doorsteps
and from rocky ledges.
I am the bride of solitude,
who is never alone.
The forest is beckoning me
with long, leafy fingers.
Ravens are calling;
bears bumble along the shore
foraging before the long winter.
Dogs leap along the tideline
with loopy grins.
My days unfold
in peace and an
abundance of beauty.
I walk in gratitude,
through my 73rd vibrant autumn,
through my 73rd vibrant autumn,
my eyes inhaling leaf-colour,
the song of the sea in my ears,
the eternal waves
the song of the sea in my ears,
the eternal waves
forever
advancing and retreating
in my heart.
advancing and retreating
in my heart.
Sounds like paradise! An exquisite achievement, Sherry. No one could be more deserving or grateful. And I love how you share this joy and its sometimes painful insights in poetry.
ReplyDeleteOh, but this is absolutely lovely Sherry!
ReplyDeleteThank you, my friend for letting me tag along with you, bringing it all alive with your words.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
This is stunning. I love it.
ReplyDeleteI like the thought that something is always happening somewhere, and that the everyday is not as mundane as it’s made out to be. There are always trees, birds and animals to keep us company, make us happy, Sherry! I love the lines:
ReplyDelete‘my eyes inhaling leaf-colour,
the song of the sea in my ears,
the eternal waves
forever
advancing and retreating
in my heart’.
Nope. Everyday isn't mundane. I love how you bring beauty into the everyday.
ReplyDeleteWonderful work, Sherry. From the distant sampan to the internal heart-sea. Just wonderful!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a refreshing, soul-inspiring daily routine.
ReplyDeleteSherry,
ReplyDeleteThis poem reflects your endless love and passion for nature. Your life is entwined with the environment within which you live. A most beautiful poem:)
I wish more of us would appreciate how great life is as you so beautifully have wriiten about yours in living in a place that fulfils most of your needs and pleasures.
ReplyDelete"I am the bride of solitude,
ReplyDeletewho is never alone."... I adore this.
I felt like I was walking with you - and what a wonderful, colourful and passionate walk it is
ReplyDeleteA 73rd autumn is not to be sniffed at! I’m glad your days unfold in peace and beauty ❤️
ReplyDeleteSolitude on the shore is a splendid way to spend everyday life.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem, Sherry. I like the idea of being a bride of solitude and the way you describe some of the details of autumn.
ReplyDeleteHeartening to hear you are so rich.You are blessed... All some poor people have is money.
ReplyDeleteGratitude for presence exudes in this joyful, lyrical witness! :)
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