...Sunrise

Sunrise
stir my sleepy thoughts

pull me up
into a stretch

of day
with even strides

paced... in a lineal world

Your own view always of light
& always tightly focused on noon
where ever that might be

while mine is of shadows

and all those many minutes
& tinctures
& tones
in between

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 38

...Glowing

Its a full moon
that holds me

keeps me
returning

round
and
round

spin dizzy

splashed
with lightness
in my step

round
and
round

thinking
of you

round
and
round

and me

for that moon
forever

round
and
round

as we...

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 37

Into Gold

Summer's deep lush dripping green

dries
into gold

pocket change at first
small coins

as if a fortune might be found
if we can save this day of brink

tuck it into forever
with a gentle tug

brighten the gold
with good memories

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 36

Bound to Be

It startled me- autumn
in one batch of leaves
brewing fall

Startled me-
drew me in

School pencils
and graphite gray skies

Seasons blending
and bending time

papyrus scratched
with symbols

...the scrape of a new shoe
on an old sidewalk

and the brightness of berries
some bound to be
bound to be tree

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 35

As Heaven Touches Earth

.

The little birds
lift my spirit

and my mood

their songs
their flight
their lightness
and perfect beauty

transport me

our garden
blooms with birds
and dreams...
as heaven touches earth

our home

poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 34

Whispering Promises

New moon
new morning-
a Ramadan feast
for my eyes
before dawn...

New moon
in a blink

new morning:

Out of darkness
an uplifting breeze

a zephyr...

and then a blazing bloom
of amaranth all around

into amber
and gold

blending into the blues & greens
in our gardens

here and there
east meets west

whispering promises
and prayers...

in a blink
the beloved loves

and being is now
and forever

in the blue sky
and the rocks
that we can hold in our hands

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 33

Timbre

Each day's bouquet
blooms differently

moody moody me
in every flower
and weed

watching
always watching

to find echoes
of what was
and will be

how will it twine
into my own self

to find tremble
and trumpet

... does it drink of my veins
as I breathe in rooted here

does it know of my dreams...

poem & picture copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab

The Fairy Garden Poems # 32