Posts tagged ‘Sunlight’

July 18, 2017

summer sun

by briannadawn

afternoon heat splashes
across parking lots,
making the air
wiggle and squirm –

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February 17, 2017

Afternoon delight

by Jem Croucher

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Stained glass caught it streaming through
Late afternoon delight
The warmth, the sudden comfort
of this winter pale sunlight

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January 2, 2017

Ripple and Promise

by Jem Croucher

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A ripple on the water
caught my eye today
Squinting in the sunlight
with the New Year underway

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October 21, 2016

Morning Sunlight

by Jem Croucher

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Morning sunshine
streaming through
at the start
of this day new
Forest quiet
this time of day
footfall light
I tread my way

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May 7, 2016

Tranquil Wonder

by Morgan

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Realm of Translucent Beauty

Garden of Ethereal Dreams

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May 5, 2016

Exhale

by Dorinda Duclos

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Painted is this path I stroll

With petals purest blush

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July 24, 2015

Diamonds

by Jem Croucher

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A treasure in my garden
left over from the rain
Fortune paid a visit
and little diamonds came
Reflected in the sunshine
of a morning new and bright
Bequeathing there an opulence
from rain that fell last night

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July 23, 2015

My Gallery

by Jem Croucher

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Last night the moonlight painted
Translucent streaks across the sky
Such was the beauty of that sight
I felt moved enough to cry

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July 21, 2015

Sunlight Fades

by Dorinda Duclos

Standing by an open window
Soaking in the warmth and air
Breezing through my thoughts
And wondering just where

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June 21, 2014

Sunlight Solstice

by thom amundsen

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The morning speaks to lovely energy.

Our day begins bright noting summertime.

Birds sing their often gorgeous melody.

We look hopeful for amber lights sublime.

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June 30, 2012

The Life of a Park Bench…

by Jen Thompson

Its 10am, clear blue skies over head.

A young child is being led by its mother.

The bench’s rustic boards are transformed.

‘Ye best walk the plank mama’.

He’s a little boy, a son, a captain of a ship.

The mother stays close, but indulges in his fantasy.

Men fall overboard,

Others survive.

A swan in the distance captures his attention.

They’re off again.

Sunlight seeps into every groove.

The bench feels pride.

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