my eagle…

The day lilies are budding

They will be as yellow as the sun

When they arrive

I’m smiling already

For the joy of them.

I think

I won’t mow around the juniper

As it’s where the bunny

Has his daily feast

And I wouldn’t want him

To go hungry.

By the time I reach the briers

There is another,

He doesn’t know me as well

So, is more cautious,

Hops away faster

Than the other.

Crows as black as the night

Take off from the open grasses

Calling to each other as they do…

They have a lively conversation

Amongst themselves

How kind of them to let me listen

Even if

I don’t quite understand

The language…

The wind blows strong today

Clouds coming and going

Crossing the sun

Making my shadow long

Then, just as suddenly..

..leaving, and all of me is gone.

I like the gentle shadows,

I guess that’s because I know

The heavy heat of summer

Will be here soon,

And the shadows are a comfort

To tender things

That need protection

..for them to grow.

It is feather season!

I found the first only recently!

It delighted me

From head to toe!

It was downy white and small,

And set my thoughts to soaring

The widest open skies.

This morning there was another,

I went in close

My heart took a leap,

.. and I turned my gaze upward

Knowing he wouldn’t be there

But hoping…

…all the same.

He is never very far away

Although I seldom see him.

I keep watch..

..and wonder

If he does the same for me.

And so I am at the water’s edge again,

Where the wind blows

As strong

As if I’m by the sea..

I search the heavens and wait

For him to fly once more to me…

****

ellie894 May 22,2020

once a snowflake fell…

Once a snowflake fell

Upon a mountaintop

And melted into

..an ever flowing stream

Even then,

It did not stop

As the gentle river became

A dream, floating on…

And on, or so it seemed…

Once a snowflake drifted, now

A drop of water,

In its travels did carry long

Unto the ocean deep

It wound its way

It found its way

In daylight hours

And, in the ones

..of deepest sleep

Around the world

Again and overmore

…how long..and long

no one knows, for sure

No calendar

Nor clock to keep

As gracefully, time did

Pass..

without a warning,

Or fanfare or anything much

The soulful drop,

was gathered and lifted

From where it had been

As if by a purposeful hand

Taken so carefully

From the waves of the sea

..to the dryness of the land

By way of the rolling thunder

Trumpeting, the dawn’s question..

Sounding the awakening

That knows no earthly bounds

And so, given

By sun and bluest sky

This lovely…once a snowflake,

Once a stream

Once a river

Once a dream

Once an ocean

Once a rain

Once a touch of everything….

Now a gentle dewdrop,

..at rest upon my skin…

….for but a moment in forever…

****

ellie894 April 24, 2020

Ode to the Cookie…

On long days

Or short ones

On up days

Or down ones

It is to the simple cookie

That I humbly go to call

It is the luscious cookie

For which I giddily pause

Chocolate chip and

Moeller’s

Sandies too

Oatmeal pecan or

Lacies

Nearly any kind will do

Quite easily,

One of the world’s most perfect foods

Yes,

I confess,

I’m rather biased

In their favor

In their hearty flavor

But what would you have me do

I cannot possibly stop at one

Nor can I even stop at two

I have long been known

To make a meal of them

An in between of them

When time is short

And the chips are down

On goes the apron

As away runs the frown

Sugar and butter, well creamed

Eggs and vanilla, broken and streamed

A dash of soda, a pinch of salt,

Cups of oats, morsels of chocolate

Flour heaping…

Pecans lightly chopped

The mixer revs up

Into a mighty thunderous stirring

Then, to the sheets and such delicate drops

Into the oven

Dial up the heat

The waiting is hardest….

When?

Oh when?

Will the cookie’s be complete!

Warm from the oven

Baked with such care

They’re at their bestest best

When I can reach out and share

I stand by my motto

So strong and so true

When things are bad and getting worse

Keep a cookie in your purse

Or your lunch box

Or your favorite Snoopy jar

Anywhere works

When cookies are involved

Because, it’s a well tested

Matter of fact

There is no day

In the history of ever

That by a cookie

Wasn’t made better

Do you feel it now

Do you…

Please tell me you do

The overriding

Overarching

Ode comes to rest

A nibble of this

A nosh, more than a notion

A dream within a dream

With ice cold milk

Or steaming hot coffee

Can you think of anywhere

You’d rather be

Than here for a moment

Savoring cookies and sipping on tea

****

ellie894 April 9, 2020

My “fevered” thanks to Rory for the inspiration to write about cookies in this time of staying at homeness! 😊

Keep well, safe and smiling!

Suzanne ❤️

the song…

As the sun gives way to the horizon

At the first hint of night

Softly I sing your name

And all at once,

Beyond my imagining

The whole sky lights up

…from everywhere, deep within

It knows the song in my heart..

…. the one that plays for you

****

ellie894 March 23, 2020

Thank you, Sadje for the inspiring weekly photo prompt! You always choose a stunning image!

Please be safe everyone, and get Plenty of Sleep!

Suzanne ❤️

all shall be well…

Many things I write never quite make it to here. This was almost one of them. I was going to share something else instead. I changed my mind. This is what asked to be written. The world sorely needs kindness and grace these days.

There is a deep soulfulness in all things…

Things, isn’t really the right word to mean so much

There is gentle strength in the waters,

A belief in forever that climbs the trees,

My spirit soars with every wing that defies gravity, and settles with every creature who comes to drink at the pond’s edge

…there is so much to love…

The sky is white as though it is full with snow

The ground is charcoal, somber yet soft

And I wish that the one, would fall upon the other, as I walk in the world between them, overflowing with why’s and how’s

This is my real right now

My here, today

The forest smolders…

I watch the message drifting in the smoke…of what should not be

Every day, stories plead to be seen and beg to be heard

It will be hard, I thought,

I was right

I must go anyway, I thought,

…one step at a time.

If only my tears could be like rain

And calm the flame.

There is a beautiful trench in the sand. Beautiful to me. It declares that men were here, strong ones, who came to help. The line they labored to create slowed down the creeping and saved a great deal. I may never know their names, but I am…grateful, that they do what they do. Everything, would be different, if they didn’t.

Days ago, I walked unbelieving, in this strange world that I struggled to recognize.

There was a coyote,

Alone and searching,

…like me.

For a time we both paused

…I could see my own question

Reflected in his quiet eyes…

What has happened to my home…

Each day I return,

I won’t stop being here

You must do the thing you think you cannot do. I smile a little at the words echoing in my mind. How many wonderful thoughts of others float within me granting me courage.

The more that I write, the more that I know – my hurting is one small stone from the mountain of hurting in the world right now – my hope is but a glimmer of the way we comfort one another in not knowing what is next.

I wander the woods, checking on little things to be sure they are ok and to help where I can.

A tree that arcs like a rainbow, is well and fine

Turtles rest content atop their logs

Ducks are ducking and diving happily as they are wont to do

Wildflowers are blooming

Trees are greening up more each day. In some places the sky can barely be seen now. The ways of spring approach quickly.

Bringing with them…new life

The wind whispers from over the water…how I love to close my eyes and feel it caress my cheek.

High above me is the raucous call of my rare jungle bird!

His song is as sweet to me as any I have ever heard, especially today. It means that his home survived.

He is busy as usual, at his work…and play….as usual. How comforting for anything right now to be…as usual…

There is so very much to be grateful for,

In every drop of rain and closed tight seed,

In every wing that flies and heart that beats,

Lives the promise of hope…

This land doesn’t belong to me, not the flora, the fauna, the earth, the air or the water.

Yet, I know without any doubt, that we are Each and All a part of the whole

To love and care for each other is the only way through. It is the hope we have and the hope we give gracefully away.

We are in this together, in this life full of questions

In the embers and the ashes, in the flowers and the rain

Even now, as I finish this from the swing, a bright red cardinal hops about nearby. It’s a cool misty morning and he cheers me with his non-hurried and non-worried search for breakfast. Peacefully at his task. Knowing that there is enough and that all shall be well…

May all be well with you and yours

always,

suzanne❤️

****

ellie894 March 15, 2020

a song so very whole…

 

Early I walked,

*

As the rain came bold

From a heavy sky

The drums, they thundered

Inviting me to dance along

Yes, I said

Without ever asking why…

*

Soft and steady

Stronger now

On and on they fell

My footsteps, and the rain…

Droplets gathered

On the tip ends of the trees

And not a word was written

Not one, not by me

*

But, they are waiting,

Closer than you think,

Can you hear them rolling in the thunder

Do you know them warming in your soul…

*

Slow yourself,

In a delicious kind of way

And, let the rain sing to you…

*

Let it take you in

Become a part of it

No longer a page,

Of broken notes

Instead,

….a song…so very whole…

It is enough to dampen your skin

But not your spirit,

Everything it touches

Echoes with a different tone

A harmony of melodies

Heretofore unknown

Discover yourself

…wandering,

no longer in the woods

but, through the very music itself

raindrops gently on the leaves

and the bark

and the pine straw floor…

here a piano

there a violin,

drums to the heavens

cellos to the depths

and yes…even upon

your soft wet skin…

the stage is simple…

the composer unseen…

and you the only audience

to this song of a lifetime

played within a dream…

Early I walked in the rain…

*

And so it is,

That I wrote

Nothing at all…

****

ellie894 March 8, 2020

smiling…

The sun is going down

The woods are oh so quiet

The pond lays like a mirror

The trees, all darkened silhouettes

No wind stirs and no bird sings

Only the coyotes begin to call..

…from somewhere far off

And high overhead

A sliver of moon…is smiling…

****

ellie894 February 29, 2020

Sitting at the lake at sunset. Listening to “I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing” by Aerosmith

a lullaby for the cosmos…

I have been puttering at painting lately
In the evenings
Swirling things
Playful dreams
Just because.
I think I should try my hand, my brush,
At an elephant and a lotus blossom 
A morning is a funny thing,
Sort of where it begins
And how.
Why does this thought take hold
And not another.
I send a wish through sleepy eyes
Crawl out from the covers,
Sometimes begrudgingly
Usually with a note of what will come next
And, it does come next.
Those morning moments unfold
One beyond another..


Coffee, but not too much
A candle flame warms the darkness, but not too much
A zebra pen pauses over an empty savannah, but not for too long.
Lemonade and lotus blossoms..
I can’t quite stop thinking of them
Lotus blossoms and lemonade
They’re just there is all
In my wanderings, and they sound so lyrical together
Tart yellow citrus and a hearty flower
…the blossoming of enlightenment 
Mostly, I like the song they sing together 
But, I shall keep them close this day to see if they have another gift.
Everything becomes a piece of music to me
I’m not certain why
Nevertheless, I am grateful 
For the rock and the jazz, the country and the classical 
I love it all…



Today is Thorsday 
The day of Thor
Which sets me to conjuring a realm
Full of mythos and legend 
I cross the rainbow bridge
And climb into the world tree
I love that image
Of a world tree
With roots and branches reaching in every direction
So much farther than I could ever see
Home to an infinitude of life
Nearly unfathomable to me
Yet, I try to fathom it.
A gentle smile comes over me
As I imagine so many animals
From tiny to enormous 
Gentle giants and busy scurriers 
I suspect humans are the scurriers.
Have you ever watched an elephant
Listening to Beethoven
Played on a piano 
In wide open spaces..


How I would dearly love to spend my days in such a way as that
Making beautiful music for elephants 
How worthy…of time..
Imagine..zillions of elephants 
Living in the world tree
Swaying peacefully 
To the sounds of Moonlight Sonata 
The whole tree rocking with them
And, all the little ones 
Drifting to sleep
Under a midnight sun 
And a noontime moon
In the protective embrace 
Of the mighty world tree
…a lingering lullaby
For the whole cosmos…

suzanne
❤️
****
ellie894 January 30, 2020

I have decided!



I have decided,
To build The Wall.
It will keep Me in.
And, keep You out.
Yes!  It is a fine idea.
I have been counting the virtues of it,
..for quite a while.
Now, the time has come to build it, once and for all.
I have bricks and mortar piled up in the east.
Steel beams and girders are stacked in the west.
The plans are drawn out.
And, I shall begin this very day.
The Wall will be ginormous! 
It shall be taller than You can climb over, 
And, longer than I can walk around.
The Wall will change everything.
It will keep You out. 
And, keep Me in.
We will be safe and sound,
From each other.
There will be No more tea and cookies shared,
No more needless laughter,
No more such silly and dastardly things,
That get in the way,
Of being cynical and cranky.
There will be,
No more smiles to cheer Your day, 
Or hugs to remind Me that I am loved.
But, by golly We will have..The Wallllllllll
Standing between Us!
..that delightful wall..
Despicable….wall….
…..keeping me in..
.and you out………….
I wonder if I can return steel beams and piles of bricks..
I wonder if I can exchange them, 
For Flower seeds,
And sapling Trees,
To grow a Garden, 
Instead of a wall.
You see…
I have already begun to miss you so,
So…so…that dastardly wall,
It really must go.
I have decided!
I will not build it! 
Not now! 
Not ever! 
We will sow
We will plant
We will grow
Maples and pines
Sunflowers and roses
Lilies and lavender
Morning glories and moon flowers
And all manner of beautiful things…
Then,
We shall rest in the shade of the pines.
And…
There we will be..
You and me…
Over cookies and tea…
without any walls, 
And how very lovely that will be.

****
ellie894 January 20, 2020









Happy New Year!

My kindest thanks to Rory for the ‘New Year’s Tag’ prompt. If you’ve not met Rory please do go and have a visit.

Here is how to participate:

Share a link back to the person who tagged you.

Share a link to the person who created the tag-jesusluvsall.wordpress.com

Share a favorite New Year’s Memory

Answer the questions of the person who tagged you.

Tag whoever you want.

Use any picture that you like for New Years.

Memory –

This is more of a mysterious New Year‘s memory.On December 31, 2016 I went walking as I so often do and everything was as it should be. The very next morning, nice and early January 1, 2017 I saw something that caught my eye. It’s in the tree branches to Bo’s right. Look closely.

*** a wine glass was resting purposefully in the bare branches of a tree right at eye level. It brought to mind a dozen questions! I left it where I found it. Day after day I walked passed it for nearly a year. It became a part of things. Until one day someone came along and moved it. It surprised me how much I missed it being in the cedar tree.

An empty glass waiting to be filled with anything. Like a new year, empty and waiting to be filled with anything.It was that spring that I first started writing here on WordPress

To the questions –

If you could celebrate the New Year anywhere. where would it be?

sky and water…

…right here is good…

What is your favorite snack food for New Years?

although I like lots of different foods, like cheese and kettle chips and fruit and guacamole and salsa…really really I do. But, I just can’t resist the chance to say…Cookies! You didn’t see that coming did you… world’s most perfect food.

Bo, however, likes toast! He can hear a toaster pop in the next county over.He’s very well mannered though when he waits for his share…

Have you ever kept a New Year’s resolution? If so, what was it?

Well, this morning I opened my sock drawer and as I looked at the options it came to me clear as day…life is shortwear your best socks now. Don’t save them. You’re worth good socks, the kind that hug your feet.Unless you’re going to play in the mud with Dobby. Keep one pair of old socks on hand for messy doggy days.

So, I think I’ve just made a resolution. I’ll let you know next year how it all turns out.

I think I’ll ask Jack to teach me some new yoga poses too…stretch both the body and the soul..

What do you want to do with your blog this year?

Intrigue! Mystery! High Speed Adventure!

Perhaps I’ll tell you about my book idea. I already have a title. It will be called – The Dog Eats Half My Food. I can’t decide if it will be a memoir or a diet book. Probably, both. It will be riveting...and slimming…

And hopefully some quiet and thoughtful reflection…

Do you prefer a big party or a small gathering to celebrate? 

Small, definitely small. Get two sofas and have them face each other. Push them together until there isn’t any floor between them. Add fluffy pillows and blankets. Now then, you’ve built a sofa fort and you’re all set!

Who is next to answer the ‘same’ questions?

I invite anyone and everyone to wade right in and give it a go!

Thank you so kindly to all of you for being such a beautiful part of my days.I’m very grateful for You!

Suzanne ❤️

January 2, 2020