"I am lovers with what hasn't a name: the inside of wind,

the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Sunday, May 20, 2012

May Spring ~ Summer Heat

May Spring ~ Summer Heat


blazing sunset 
louisiana liquid red
summer has arrived
in May
front porch rocker
fire fly nights
punctuated by
country music
crickets, cajun
bird chirps
ever present
groggy froggy’s
black iron
fire pit dancing
amber flames
all of night
begging
sixty moments
of stillness
twenty four seven
raised to a
sacred art
escape the walls
greet the forest
bow - gassho
tiptoe in
to the outside
discover
passionate
observation
of life
carve out a
place for peace
at the table
harvest daily
use both hands
kiss the blessings
remain in a state
of great expectation
rubies, diamonds,
emeralds lay
at your feet
open your eyes
gather these jewels
shine them, store them
in your blue velvet
heart
sandra m. hagan (c) May 20, 2012
“i wrote this is St. Martinvile, Louisiana, and it was fun.”

5 comments:

blessedmama said...

I like that! It's taking me right to a hot night in the south. I want to be there! :-)

In My Wild Eden said...

That was wonderful to read. Your words took me there. "carve out a
place for peace at the table"- Beautiful!

My Grama's Soul said...

Oh Sandra....your prose are exquisite. Each time I come here and you have written something new....it just blows me away.

xo

Jo

Julie Dao said...

Beautiful poetry... I can just feel the humid air and hear the breeze of a hot summer night.

Vagabonde said...

I enjoyed reading your lovely poem. We spent 5 days in New Orleans the last week of April and the weather was just perfect – in the high 70s and low humidity.

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