Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Tuesday~ A New Day.. Cooler but Bone Dry!

“Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

"The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it." ~ Jean-Paul Sartre

"One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

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~ nothing beats fresh corn!

Harvest-time

Honey combs swollen..sticky and sweet
Apples candied or chopped for mince meat
Raisins dried from my Daddy's grape vine
Verily I say.. it's again harvest time..
Eager for Winter and sun shortened days
Storehouses busting we bring in the strays
Tilling and tending ... the work and the grime

Toiling and teamwork.. we receive Harvest time..
Intervals of hours.. of weeks and years
Miles of work.. with blood.. sweat and tears..
Every time to a season.. every season for a time
~With our hearts full of gladness..
we celebrate Harvest Time!

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
10-26-2009

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~ we call this pair Polka and Dot...

The Chicken Yard

cackles hen to hen
feathery gossip about eggs
feisty rooster crows

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
6-5-2010


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Allergic

heady perfumes rise
sweet gardenia scents the air
helplessly I sneeze

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
6-5-2010

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~ our dog Buzz..


A Dog's Walk

around and around
nose firmly down on the ground
finally he squats


Written By: Patricia Sawyer
6-5-2010
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I apologize for being a missing person for more than a week.. This last week has been one of the worst I have ever known.. I struggle to understand how anyone can have so little regard for life that they would shoot and kill our friend.. she went to work like any other day.. but just before her shift ended she was shot and killed by a man who had stalked and harassed her for months.. I wonder if any of us are safe? She filed reports and did everything we are told to do to protect ourselves and yet she was murdered.. I am angry.. I am sad.. I struggle to stand up and move on.. please remember us all in your prayers as we try to find some good in the world that for us was knocked out of line last week by the act of a single killer.. I was proud of my son who will forever miss her and of my daughter.. who's first concern was that he not get the news from a stranger.. Our lives have been changed forever by a senseless act of violence.. I plan to say I love you more often and to try to be slow to anger with my family and friends.. after all we never know when our last minute may come..
Thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I will do my best to get myself together and get back to my blog.. I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a great day!
Patsy

1 comment:

Jingle Poetry said...

love the dog,
so fabulous post.
life would be perfect when everything comes together here ...

blessings for you,
smiles,
you deserve happiness.