Unquenchable Desire for Stillness Fulfilled

Majestic Winter, you have quenched my thirst for stillness,

filled my space with peaceful white drapings

and satisfied my unquenchable desire for positivity.

Amidst your frequent flurries, dusty landscapes,

and howling winds, you illuminated the night

with sparkling snow and surprised many daylight hours.

I nod my head in gratitude for your sweep of grandeur

over the land and your sense of  wonderment  from

tempest storms to the gentle cascading of snowflakes.

With joyful exuberance, I dedicate a visual gallery of 

unique artistic expressions, Winter Whisperings,

soon to be unveiled to all who recall your beauty. 

Stay tuned for a the unveiling of the Gallery of Winter Whisperings

during National Poetry Month.

This poem is written to consolidate my thoughts for a triple challenge:

• Poetry Friday that is being hosted at Jone MacCulloch's Check It Out
• Two Writing Teachers' Day 27 of the March Slice of Life Story Challenge
• Heidi Mordhorst's last Forward...MarCh Poetry Challenge featuring the word quench

Please visit all three sites to capture the essence of each writing community.

Summer Draws to a Close

When the editor of O Magazine asked Maya Angelou on how to write a poem she replied, "Like a pianist runs her fingers over the keys, I'll search my mind for what to say." Of course, Maya Angelou was a gifted poet so the task may have been an easier one for this esteemed woman of wisdom.  With this in mind, I have spent several days allowing words to swirl in motion about the summer of 2014 and its offerings.

End of August days wrapped in sunshine 

unfold for one last look at summer:

   its unencumbered moments,

   relaxed feelings,

   passion-driven opportunities,

   and joyous family outings.

I linger in this end of season day
watching parent and child mark their steps
on a stretch of blue weaving.  
Hand in hand discussing life
they bid the beach good night. 

Then, I sit in the stillness of solitude

reflecting on summer's offerings.
Bright, clear hues paint possibilities.
Ocean's roar sparks creativity.
Sun's abundance recharges spirits.
Possibilities surface as the day draws to a close.

I savor these last few days of summer. May you do the same. 

Join the fun of reading other Poetry Friday offerings at Check It Out. Jone MacCulloch is the host this week.