Before Dusk...

Before dusk seeps across earth’s bay

And the taper that lights Today

Is snuffed; the bud of morning’s hour

Bloomed and stripped of its fleeting flow’r

…before the path that lies before

Our eyes and feet to twilight’s shore

Dips, then slips from our touch because

What is soon becomes what once was

…before we cannot turn in vain

To wish its What Was back again

God, help us now to recognize

The gift from You that lights the skies

Then, when dusk sweeps this day to naught

And fills the still of night with thought

We will not tarry at its shore

To wish the After to Before

 © Janet Martin

Acquaintance Lessons

no pics because of slow to no internet...

Time channels moments to hours

As the clock sheds tick-tock tears

Still, Past never overpowers

Hours turning days to years

Who shapes those pangs of sorrow

As they spread, searing and slow

Through bodies teaching heart-fingers

The hard How of letting go

Midnight has starlight in it

Morning crowns its dappled dark

Life is a morn-to-night minute

Acquaint yourself with its spark

© Janet Martin

Who Knows What An Hour Brings?

Swift the seamless tide of seasons

Ordained order of the earth

Falls prey to the interchanging

Changeless laws of death and birth

What is old and what is newness

Falls through fingers, ne’er held fast

Vexing us in the awareness

Of ever-impending Past

No permission sought, or pardon

Time tries green-leaf innocence

Where earth, planted like a garden

Startles us with its advance

Learning hello and good-bye, love

Fills and hollows human hearts

Tomorrow and yesterday, love

Are always Today apart

Touch Today with sacred fervor

Where the stream of seasons sings

Both hello and good-by hover

Who knows what an hour brings?

© Janet Martin

I held my uncle's hand and words failed both of us...for the hour of his wife's departure had come far more quickly than expected and such sorrow is shared without words...

Ah, Summer

 

We celebrated Father's Day and the first day of summer at the Toronto Bluejay's game. It was a fun game to watch...lots of hits and runs!

Baltimore Orioles (36-33)

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Toronto Blue Jays (37-34)

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Recap - Box Score - More Highlights

Summer rolls out her green carpet

For Guests at an informal ball

Sprawled beneath a blue umbrella

Topping earth’s bloom-and-belle hall

Summer uncurls yellow laughter

Anticipation is a girl

Giggling her way through each chapter

Where bloom-and-belle hellos unfurl

Summer becomes her; the ribbons

Of breeze through tree-tops waft noon-soft

Teasing hours and flowers grinning

With bloom-belles that once snowflakes quaffed

Summer, earth’s reply to winter

Summer, earth’s song to the soul

Summer, the dreamer’s forever

Summer, a love-letter world

© Janet Martin