my broken nose looks much better, I can now use my sprained wrist, and my twisted leg is on the mend;-)So i'm back hahaha!;-) have missed you all!
my mind is covered in summer soft dreams
by whispering streams,with scattered sunbeams
birds and bees chittering midst scent of flowers
I lie content for whimsical hours
what a treat a summer breeze, that caresses
my body, like a lustful tease,I revel in this joyous
season, gives me hours to laze around without reason
totally in tune with June...
SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR INJURIES...HOW, WHERE, WHAT, WHEN? THANKS FOR SHARING THIS LOVELY WORK IT 'FEELS' SOFT AND SUMMERY. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Eileen, I was not aware of your accident? But I am so glad you are on the mend. Your poetry certainly reveals no hint of any pain. I am enamored with, "what a treat a summer breeze, that caresses my body, like a lustful tease". Heal quickly my dear friend. I bid you love and peace.Jon Michael
She's tougher 'n nails
But soft as soft as quails
A tease at times
Her love prevails
A broken nose
A wrist that's sprained
And yet her sense
Of humor remained
Enjoy the breeze
And laze around
That special place
Where sorrows drowned
ET, oh my goodness, I had no idea of all of your mishaps..Like Jude says, you must be more careful, please..I enjoyed your poem and I surely did miss you. I will put you in my healing circle and in my prayers.
Much peace, love and angel light to you dear Eileen!
Holy schmolly chum ... sounds like you were in a fight. Glad you're on the mend. Hope that you can appreciate the fragrance of the summer now through your boo-booied nose. Lovely write.
We must be on parallel wavelengths, Eileen. You have been gone too long and I have been thinking prayerfully about you muchly; but THIS!! I am so sorry that yet another bucketload of physical malaise has come your way. Ironically, I took a dreadful fall onto a concrete walkway at Birmingham Airport on my way to Ireland recently which has left me with very bad bruising, cuts and very squishy kneecaps and elbows. But nothing like you mention here. Either the meds have put you into this delightful gossamer haze or your creative juices have been crushed and released like sweet fragrance from tender petals with this beautiful poetic piece: the latter, I think! Continue having that excuse to laze and gaze and bring us some more wonderful whimsy soon. Bless you, Kate xx
Oh my God what happened to You, Eileen? I pray that you are healing without pain. Please be careful. I know how damaging a fall can be.
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
Hey girl, its super to see you back, I have wondered what had happened to you...email me and let me know what happened as I have been worried about my sister...but P-wee doesn't care about no body, LOL...except his dogs...;-)e
Oh, no! Sorry to hear you injured yourself; praying you'll feel much better soon! Beautiful poem; glad your injuries didn't affect your creative spark! That's great to know! :) You're in my prayers more than ever now, Eileen!
(((gentle hugs))) and prayers of healing to you~
With much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D X0X0X0X0
...broken noses, sprained wrists and twisted legs
will never defeat you, Eileen, and in the midst
of mending when most would still be feeling very
sorry for themselves you write this gem of a poem
and treat us all. What a beauty you are!
my goodness woman, did you have a fall? No wonder i've not seen you around. Glad to hear you are mending - isn't summer glorious? - i'm in love with it too!
love it, eileen!
so glad to read you are on the mend!
peace & blessings,
carolyn
Cheers,
Dan
She's tougher 'n nails
But soft as soft as quails
A tease at times
Her love prevails
A broken nose
A wrist that's sprained
And yet her sense
Of humor remained
Enjoy the breeze
And laze around
That special place
Where sorrows drowned
Patrick
In Christs Love
Michelle!
Ron
Much peace, love and angel light to you dear Eileen!
Amber
Blessings,
Christine
love and peace ... richard
Regis
your poem is soothing and serene ...
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
(((gentle hugs))) and prayers of healing to you~
With much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D X0X0X0X0
This poem tells me and the world tha you are most certainly back.
You queried about my problems. Shingles.
will never defeat you, Eileen, and in the midst
of mending when most would still be feeling very
sorry for themselves you write this gem of a poem
and treat us all. What a beauty you are!
John
Georgexx