I've shared this poem before but its been a long time.  It is my favorite.  It is by ee cummings.  May we all be filled with as much awe of what is around us as we await the changes of the seasons.  One of the things I love the most about cummings is his freedom to write in a unique way that goes against the grain of standard rules.  He makes his point by doing so.

 

i thank You God for most this amazing

day;for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,

and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth

day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay

great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing 

breathing any--lifted from the no

of all nothing--human merely being 

doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and

now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

ee cummings

 

 

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New Year's Thoughts

"To laugh often and much;

to win the respect of intelligent people

and the affection of children;

to earn the appreciation of honest critics

and endure the betrayal of false friends;

to appreciate beauty;

to find the best in others;

to leave the world a bit better

whether by a healthy child,

a garden patch, or a 

redeemed social condition;

to know even one life

has breathed easier

because you have lived.

This is to have succeeded."

                         RW Emerson

Display Your Art

Today I want to share a poem written by my extremely talented poet husband.  The poem is about daring to express the art that is within you.  I hope you enjoy it.

Display Your Art

Fix it on a page, 

a paper pool reflecting

private imaginations,

innermost sensations

of your heart and soul.

Pinch the wetted dust of earth

let it play, let it out

gently awaken life in the clay

help it stand, hear it shout.

Lace it on a canvas window,

painted glimpses 

of your dreams, 

splashes of passion, strokes

of freedom's tomorrow.

Pierce the silence with tempered 

speech, persuading every audient

to hear

the promise of freshly bold

ideas.

Paint the sky

with measured vocal color,

faint and bold,

deep and high,

moods and words spritely spread

upon the wind.

Compose the soul's rich store

for the tools of symphony,

breath through gilded brass,

fingered, quivered strings,

singing wood and

percussive rhythms smithed.

Loose it in each step's design,

mixing wind and time,

cultured strength with classic song,

satin toes stitching joy

through floor and sky.

Show the world your heart;

Be the death of fear;

Share your deepest love;

Bring the distant near;

Display your graceful art.

    --Rockford Johnson (copyright, 2009)

for more background information about this poem read the comments below.

Wind and Honey Creations

i thank You God for most this amazing day

I painted this in memory of a moment I had with a real lion.  It was incredible.

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i thank You God for most this amazing

day;for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,

and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth

day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay

great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing 

breathing any--lifted from the no

of all nothing--human merely being 

doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and

now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

ee cummings

Have a great day!       Elizabeth