They did not know when they brushed their teeth and washed their Sunday morning faces … To join with their friends in worshipTo be in a house of the Lord As they filed into their small whiteunassuming, country church greeting each other with smiles on a bright Central Texas dayMen shaking handsWomen nodding to one […]
“Ain’t it foggy outside…”
Wet fog blankets airSwirls and dances in headlightsDeer family steps back… ©Nancilynn Saylor1 November 2017
Summer slips away
Serranos dangleNorth wind dances in fallen leavesFirst freeze comes early ©Nancilynn Saylor 27 October 2017
Raindrops are falling
In pre-dawn darkness,thunder rumbles, rains move through.Northern breezes blow. Nancilynn Saylor22 October 2017
Try to remember
Scents of rosemaryDraws me near to garden's edgeWinter approaching ©Nancilynn Saylor21 October 2017
It’s a turned down day
Dappled gray morning skyBeyond the curtained windowTufted titmice feed. © Nancilynn Saylor20 October 2017Picture: view from my chair
“Red sails in the Sunset”
Residues of duskLast night/linger still at dawn/Painted Texas skies. ©Nancilynn Saylor19 October 2017
“Sun comes up, it’s Tuesday morning”
Sun-kissed trees shimmer/Golden, in early dawn's chill/Resident Crows caw. Nancilynn Saylor 17 October 2017
“Flowers in her hair, flowers everywhere”
"Your hair is like mums,"Words murmured fifty years pastToday, mums remind. ©Nancilynn Saylor15 October 2017
Autumn serenade
Milkweeds burst in bloom/ Await Monarchs migration/ Long for Autumn's chill © Nancilynn Saylor14 October 2017
Nancilynn is Writing again 