Time Out

Leaves pull glitter from the sun
Stifling heat of midday fades to cool

Ripples on the lake move slowly
to a silent wind’s sonata

Ducks chase and mate
nestle in a feathered pile

Garnish lakeside campsite
with purpled heads and orange-toed webs

Alone time I grasped for
lightens weight of things undone

Patience keeps them
waiting without fuss

Demanding inner child
now rests her discontent

embraces water’s calling
to be calm and grateful

for a place named home
Jean E. Taddonio

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About geniecan

Born and raised in " America's finest City" received BS degree in nursing years ago... main career besides wife and motherhood ( and now a grandma)was as a hospice RN for 18 years...Take great joy in finding the good in all things and believing that " No Thing is Ordinary" the title of my blog. I am working on a children's picture book story named R-Qu.. a rock falls of his mountain. Writing poetry is one of my happiest things to do. Yoga, water aerobics,, gym exercise and walking our wheaton terrior, Finley, with my husband Jim are favorite things...oh yes...singing in the choir at Church and recognizing God as #1... are most important... I also have a home based business with magnetic and far intra red health care products..peace to all who read this, Love, Jeane
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5 Responses to Time Out

  1. wow. Great first line. I love that the sun is sort of bleeding glitter in a sense.
    http://www.awordofsubstance.wordpress.com

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