http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/Words...poetry, prose, writingshourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634732Breathing into the hour of harmony Sunrise, she opens her valley to bayou book Awake from sleeping, its waning patterns I adapt to For now by silhouettes and nature’s bend Passage of picturesque charity gives up lively lilt And ancient opening converts from dim to golden And bestows upon us...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634615I held a seed in my heart I let it grow and it got heavy When, from the sweet music I hear A bird’s hymn; a chant, round and round, In channels like ripples, verse marked score While, sun crowns fields that flaunt flaxen ringlets And of reprisal or any remaining revulsion trapped within soul’s...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634476I pray for Peace, comforting peace The morning wakens wet with a drizzle of drops, of mist The quiet is tinted with hazed grays and flecks of silver This fog reminds me of frost; absorbing this autumn morn I pray for enlightenment I breathe slower this morning, wanting to take in this still I...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634376The wind came to life Burst in from the wake of dawn And it was blustery and hit my roof with such bearing November’s offspring arrives The rhythms as a musical score And creation’s correspondence begins With drum beats loud and booming; gales greet me with wails, and guttural moans; a melancholy...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634251With morn’s moderation I imagine a mantilla Restless rays bear a lacy like venue Lingering liquidly in time Clouds sync into shadowy hideaways By revision I think as plumes adrift in passage As blessings being swept away Comes a certain stamina spilling into my step Sunlight’s cascade kisses...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634142Once where bluebirds crossed, These fields now, hold switch of focus where, signs now seem unacquainted with hospitality Yet, classic gold held deep in the wood By an intense candor glows, with rustic shades inflamed Come a black bird as mentor; associates by raucous chords As sudden, naturally...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/634001~~~ Turn of phrase wakeful high over the highlands Where, way of life and nature breathe free Communion spins bridge from cut off islands Come pass of night now morn’ng ascends Lifts up the frontiers by different degree Turn of phrase wakeful high over the highlands Eagle and hawks soar to...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/633883~~ ~~ ~~ ~ Visions from Fredericksburg, Texas and my lone Peace rose bloom that was waiting for me... October, now reflective of the memory While November, vying by softened bouquet shares frosty image; metes out under fig tree and pine My heart bursts with joy at the tangle of the vines I can...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/633652These bare bones on break I’m off this weekend for respite Happy Halloween, All ~ Happy Harvest Time Watch out for them BOOsters 2Night! Enjoy and Be Safe ~ ~ Elyse of the Texas Fieldshttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/633540These raindrops nourish a tune that makes off with my words, and more as babble, the sounds of drip, drop outweigh thoughts of: Why will winter come so quickly? Raindrops nourish somewhat, but it’s what is said by hum, a hum of distant thunder Dawn leaves her footprints and it joins together in...