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She stands at the kitchen window
with her cup of chamomile
and appraises the yard
where her perennial garden thrives.
Michaelmas daisies form
violet starbursts with centers
like tiny suns.
Goldenrods arch into delicate curls
next to lavender clouds of chrysanthemums.
The window glass mists over with
steam from her cup
as a buck with a full rack
emerges from the air.
He bends and grazes
through her pink flowers of sedum
then disappears into the woods
like a brown haze of smoke.
© by Christine Jackson.
Used here with the author’s permission.
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Christine Jackson calls herself a long-time swamp creature. She grew up as a Rhode Island swamp Yankee, but now lives with her husband and a Jack Russell terrier on the edge of the Florida Everglades. Recently retired after many decades of teaching literature and creative writing at a South Florida university, Christine is now content to practice Beethoven piano sonatas and fill her laptop screen with new word-dreams. Learn more about her at https://cahss.nova.edu/faculty/christine_jackson.html.
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Jancan:
Made me smile and say "Ahhh." Janice
Posted 09/27/2016 01:56 PM
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KevinArnold:
The buck "emerges from the air." Yes.
Posted 09/27/2016 09:40 AM
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JanetruthMartin:
If there was a 'LOVE it" button I would press it again and again!
Posted 09/27/2016 08:34 AM
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Larry Schug:
What a wonderful painting with words! No editorializing, no comment, only a picture the reader can place her or himself within.
Posted 09/27/2016 08:07 AM
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blueskies:
A palette of colors & aromas celebrating the senses! Thanks, Christine.
Posted 09/27/2016 07:57 AM
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Newf:
Yes delightful. Wonderful way to begin the day.
Posted 09/27/2016 07:09 AM
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rhonasheridan:
Delightful
Posted 09/27/2016 03:19 AM
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