Morning Walk – Thankful Thursday

It was a crisp morning, cold enough to encourage a swift walk and yet warm enough to not need that sweater. The two continued down the road, making sure to walk closer together whenever a car passed. There were precious few moments when words were needed and so they continued in companionable silence most of the way there and back again.

The young woman smiled down at the large dog trotting next to her, “I’m glad you’re here to take me on walks every morning.”

image: Sissy on a walk
image: Sissy on a walk

I’m grateful for my new walking buddy this week, for without her, I’d sit at home and read all day and get no exercise.

Make sure to read the original Thankful Thursday as well!

Sunday Morning Stillness

The air is still,
No worries here.
Rest and watch
The sun heat,
The sky blue
The wind still.
And yet…
There’s so much more here.
 
Tall grass rustles:
Cats stalk through,
Dogs following, curious,
Snakes moving to get away…
Ducks quack,
And birds chirp,
Don’t let the whistle fade.
 
Flowers grow,
Their scents sublime
And yet I want you to be mine.
image: from martha0stout's phone

image: from martha0stout’s phone


Not written for any specific prompt, just a little something about this morning around the house. The picture is my cat, Usako, finding my eldest niece’s paper flower and checking it out. She’s a curious little thing who also likes to ambush people

Mornin’ Mom!

Most mothers wake first
Only to be shooed back into bed if kids are old enough.
Ready or not, they will demand that you leave the kitchen.
Now you’re waiting in bed and reading.
In they will march 10 minutes later,
Now mom will smile and sound very surprised.
Good morning, Mom! Happy Mother’s Day!

Written on honor of how my sister’s kids work through the morning on Mother’s Day. She wakes first and when they get up, they shoo her back to her room so they can surprise her with breakfast. They still manage to surprise her, though partly it’s because they’re cooking has gotten better over the years.

Sunrise – #8 poetry prompt

Many days you will begin
Only you can know whether it will end.
Reality likes to come and scream
Never will I give up on my team.
I know that each one is a new beginning,
Not given to me to waste, but to
Get going!

Written for this week’s WeDrinkBecauseWe’rePoets prompt: http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/04/28/poetry-prompt-8-morning/

I’ve seen several people write for these prompts and now that NaPoWriMo is over, I find I still need my daily poetry fix.

Don’t Sleep In

It happened at sunrise on Christmas morn,

The children were sleeping

At first, quite soundly.

Then there came the sound of feet

Running down stairs,

Or was it up?

I was sleeping soundly,

And so only heard it distantly.

Not soundly enough, though,

As I heard a shout.

“I told you kids not to open ALL the presents!

Just the ones with your names on them!”