by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life Tuesdays #190903. The air is dry, scented with fading lavender and blooming peppermint that lines my walkway. Pears and apples are falling, those that the squirrels haven’t already claimed. My rose bushes are still bearing buds, promising a few...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday. Lavender. Oh, — — the color. — the fragrance. — the sound of the word. All summer long, I enjoy my bed lavender. I can’t walk past it without breaking off a stem and rubbing it between my palms. In the cool of early summer...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life March Challenge. No.23 This morning, I thumbed through some posts I wrote last year. One in particular caught my attention, one I wrote last July, a post about picking blueberries. I could feel a poem floating beneath the surface of the prose. So, I...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : August 23, 2016. A week of August is left. But the squirrels have already stripped the walnut tree of its fruit and buried it. At least that’s what my daughter and I think. Yesterday we stood under her old walnut tree, looking for any sign of...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday : July 22, 2016. She waits Gently swinging back and forth Slowly sipping cool, sweet tea The air hangs heavy– peonies lemon grass and magnolias Two butterflies dance upon a zephyr A brave cottontail hops close by Robins pull their breakfast And a...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Tuesday Slice of Life : July 5, 2016. In the early morning hours of the Fourth of July, I put on my berry-picking grubbies and headed into my friend’s enormous blueberry patch. The air was heavy with cool dampness. Birds were twittering their morning songs. A...
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