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
November skies
Scant three minutes time west winds shifted north grey clouds smothered out blue sky. Nancilynn Saylor November 2016
“…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 […]
Wave song
There is a peace that flows in with the breakers […]
Inhale- exhale breaths Dawn breaks on beach Waves- sand birds all rush to shore Nancilynn Saylor 2016 On the Texas Coast
Coastal Bliss
ground still wet Evidence from late night storms- Dawn clouds, iced golden at the edges Sun frosted, sea puddled morning… Grace… ©Nancilynn Saylor 2016 Port Aransas, November Dawn
gods as companions
gods as companionswe were never sostrongas a species…to hold up our endalone.Companions were sent:Wild flowersSpring breezesWaves…Nothing took hold- until arrivedIn our most lame moments,dogs.dogs like! Gilligan, he Of snaggled tooth and curly, beige hair!He, who wondered why I thought I was in charge-, When, clearly he knew differently.He stayed for seventeen years and herded me, […]
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 & […]
wo-man’s best friend
That rascally dog came to me just after I lost Gilligan, the wonder dog, not very long after I had lost my oldest son. I could not fathom more pain, more grief. Angus McAngus looked like TOTO and I let him into my ❤️ just 5 days after Gilligan died outside my bedroom door. My […]
Just Passing Through
Drifts in on cool breeze In waxing afternoon light Pausing to refuel ©Nancilynn Saylor 2016 Photo from the fluttering visitors. Save
Nancilynn is Writing again 