Soft Breezy Days whisper sweet nothings

Gently loved cheeks

Mozart’s music quietly soothing

Melodiousness from each piece

Trees a dancing, flowers a swaying

Birds singing phrases of soft Peace.

 

Ice green tea, steeped to rightness,

A sip for the Queen sized heart,

Freshly painted muskoka chairs,

Support this soul in part,

An umbrella hoisted granting shade,

A welcomed gift received,

Roses hovering in the clear glass bowl

Imparting sweetness well perceived.

A seat of deity (idol) in her dynasty,

Life, harmonious with a creator’s heart,

Soft summer breezes impart no worry,

This point life imparts.

Written by Carolyn d Hogarth A North American August 17th, 2004.

Me and my frog who loved sun bathing with me in my yard. Ever so precious.

Reflections

A soul mellow in the silence

While watching snow flakes

Teetering Tottering in her Universe

Gently caressing the Window Pane,

Slowly fading, they vanish,

She stands shadowless,

Mentally cataloguing the silence,

While the moon smiles upon her face,

She the mixer of memories and desires,

Demises a love full of fire,

Floating aimlessly like a cloud,

His Face on this summer afternoon

Enshrouded in a certain slant of light,

Giving her fancies flight,

Although an elder crone,

She a young dreamer,

Who never walks alone,

But with golden memories,

Oh this blushing flower rises,

In her dreams as she once was.

June 18th 2002, written by Carolyn d Hogarth A North American