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December Gleanings#2

Posted on December 9, 2015 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

I am unprepared for this, your gazes warm, powerful, showing up from nowhere as if meant to be a message. The afternoon table shimmers, is full of us as it was that day. You both said so many things I … Continue reading →

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August Meditations/Poem #6: Afternoon by the Sea

Posted on August 27, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

(For Alexandra) This sea spills sapphire, embraces rock and shell and brings no lies. This is happy justice– no looking backward, no damage done without warning–as you discover the dancing silk ribbon of an August horizon. All is revealed as meant, magnificence … Continue reading →

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May Variations/Poem #7: Blue Yarn

Posted on May 24, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

(Photo attributed to enchanted mama 2011) She doesn’t wonder where he’s been. He enters the front room, tilts into his chair, nods at her beside the fire. The last of the blue yarn pools in her hands like water at … Continue reading →

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April Interlude/ Poem #5: He Speaks of Cars

Posted on April 16, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

He rolls down the street in his truck when the world brings to him one good woman. What he sees is a flash of candy apple red. She sits on the hood of a ’72 Le Mans convertible, claiming it as … Continue reading →

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April Interlude: Poem #1/Then is Sometimes Now

Posted on April 2, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

My walk is stretched long and slow, edging around places so long known and admired, the grand verandas glowing in a family manner of good humor matched with pride, while throngs of hyacinths and daffodils regale each other in the afternoon. … Continue reading →

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The Wiles of March/ poem #6: Stone River Life

Posted on March 27, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

This life keeps turning over, a common stone in a river that won’t stop coursing through arms of earth, muddy banks that want to hold water longer but lets it slip through to its destination. The stone has no choice either. … Continue reading →

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February: between winter and spring/poem #3

Posted on February 9, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

The light came back today. I awakened and it slinked into the room with gentling rays, lifted the drear from tiredness. I was swept to my feet by the cacophony of people at work, the whirr and hammering of spring. … Continue reading →

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February: between winter and spring/ poem #1

Posted on February 6, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

    This light which savors the air, how it drifts down to me in barest watercolor brightness, then pulls up my heart into pearl blue of sky a vestige of beautiful longing. How it gives more clues of life … Continue reading →

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Small Stones: Poem 28

Posted on January 30, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

Morning unraveled in my hands, more work left undone. But the day’s conundrums devolved into laughter, then eased toward evening with a walk in sweet rain.

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Small Stones: Day 18

Posted on January 20, 2013 by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

Girl child, granddaughter: halfway there from here with her snowboarding joys and high heel dreams

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