Steadfast in her perchNot rare, yet still delightful. Glorious Sphinxmoth. ©Nancilynn Saylor 15 May 2017
Category: Poetry
“Goodnight, my love…”
Daylight melts in shadows Memory on overload. Life sinks- then slumbers . ©Nancilynn Saylor 5 May 2017. […]
On the road to find out…
A simple pathway laid with common yet not ordinary stones … If I am headed in the right direction, […]
Mellow yellow
Spring […]
Here comes the rain again
The air is thick with unfallen rain Kalanchoe on the fence post- a beacon in grey morning scent of coffee lures me back. ©Nancilynn Saylor 10 April 2017
and the Rains came….
splashes of rain drops pelting the greenhouse spring storm approaches from west thunder bellowed her arrival ©Nancilynn Saylor […]
Waiting for the sun…
Still air styles plant life… Fushia blooms against mustard walls; Spring hustles Winter. ©Nancilynn Saylor 8 March 2017
Stop, children,what’s that sound…
bold squirrel seeks bird’s food freeze on feeder then flees… as red/tailed hawk “scree screes” ©Nancilynn Saylor 1 March 2017
A golden mug of turmeric, floats in gingered cranberry vessel Promises sleep Promises dreams Devoid of pain Just for tonight ©Nancilynn Saylor February 24 2017
Smell of grape koolaid
temperatures confuse blend Winter/Summer/Spring the Mountain Laurel blooms © Nancilynn Saylor. 2017 /2/ 24 Mountain Laurel
Nancilynn is Writing again 