November changes Blown by helter-shelter winds Leaves dance like dervishes Beneath a blackened dawn Sun peeks Plays hide-and-seek With early clouds Sent skittering to the edges of horizon. Nancilynn Saylor November 2016
Category: Seasons
“…To her place by the river”
Yesterday we learned that one of my “ultimate” poets, Leonard Cohen, had passed away. He had been part of my life for half a century. I read his poetry while I hung out in the library my junior and senior years of high school in the late 1960s. For some serendipitous occasion our lives crossed […]
Inhale- exhale breaths Dawn breaks on beach Waves- sand birds all rush to shore Nancilynn Saylor 2016 On the Texas Coast
For sweet Jesse
It is before first light, I make my way through the house without piercing the veil of solitude. Through the one window open somewhere, the chirping of a toad Echoes here to this spot where I sit reflecting on seasons. This week, a dear, sweet friend breathed his last hard breath on earth & […]
Just Passing Through
Drifts in on cool breeze In waxing afternoon light Pausing to refuel ©Nancilynn Saylor 2016 Photo from the fluttering visitors. Save
Autumn
Dawn brings chilly air Leaves tremble in breezes Sycamore tree in autumn.
Fuschia Rain
Ground littered in pink Flower girl summer storm Spilled like Fuschia rain
Catching some rays
anole stretching sunbathing on verdant leaf watching me watch him. Nancilynn Saylor 2016 Photo in the garden
Retrospective
A faded old book with a baby blue stained cover, the color for a wished for boy, who would not be me. Inside, a picture of my mother, father, sister and me; October 18, 1949, is the date written in my mother’s hand. Daddy in his uniform, is smiling and proud, a […]
I hear a Symphony
angels gather write symphonies on line Nancilynn Saylor 2016 Photo taken by a friend
Nancilynn is Writing again 