Pastels

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Beautiful things creep in slowly.
One has to be attentive as
the busy day beckons seconds
to scoot faster. Oh, the busy day.

Notice the firsts first –
early warmth in morning’s mug,
how liquid gold soothes a soul;
a silver thread lines a bulging cloud;
raindrops partner with dewdrops
bubbling grassy arches like rainbows;
the Clematis blooms cling to vines,
pastels request a second view.

Oh, the beautiful things slowly
creep in.  Attend. Look for them.

I see you and your splendor,
a gift in time, a treasure, Friday.
There you are charted
on the calendar in your own
parameters  in your own box.
You sit side-by-side with
another marvel, Saturday.
You, two, pose like cousins,
pony-tailed and laughing,
in a moving swing, back and forth
you toss out laughter wrapping
around uncaged birds’ wings.

Oh, the beautiful – laughter
from rides, long strides, on a swing.

Talk about beautiful. Listen-
how weekend time woos.
Pastels of the Clematis blooms
reach with guiding direction,
as if caught in cozy conversation,

“Notice the beautiful – always
creeping in and out slowly
in time; small gifts exchange
to and from me and you.
Look at me reclined on the vine.”

Oh, the bolds in life’s pastels.
Here, lavenders and greens,
blanketing the soul’s soul.

5 comments

  1. Hi Jan

    Notice the beautiful – always
    creeping in and out slowly
    in time; small gifts exchange
    to and from me and you.
    Look at me reclined on the vine.”

    Such a perfect phase that is the gist of this beautifully imagistic and expressive poem. And indeed, those beautiful moments and things do “creep in and out slowly”. We must pay attention and savor them, cherish what the God and the experience presents. Thank you for this poem, Jan, it is both haunting and inspiring.

    I could personally relate!
    My Best
    Wendy

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  2. I can just see the blooms,
    caught in cozy conversation.
    And reclined on the vine.

    And a wonderful reminder
    to stop and observe/inhale
    some of that beautiful
    as life passes us by so quickly
    and we tend to pass by things so quickly.

    take care,
    Kerri

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