Heavenly

The scent of this morning’s

Fresh plucked Magnolia blossom

Fills the room tonight.

One of my favorites…

One I cannot explain to my own satisfaction,

Much less to another.

Tonight, I am reminded of the first time I smelled Magnolia and how the adrenaline swelled through my body while Angels infused the air.

Spring.

Charleston.

Lemon scented paradise…

It’s different tonight . I cannot lose the lump in my throat no matter how much I swallow.

The scent of Angels this Spring will remind me of my sister who lays dying

Bravely fighting the cancer ravaging her already frail form. Tears scald my cheeks as

I lift the bloom-filled globe to inhale the smell of Heaven that awaits her.

Nancilynn Saylor 2 June 2018

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Mary did you know?

Nativity raised
Bathed in soft blue light, I ask,
" Mary, did you know!"

Nancilynn Saylor
8 December 2017

A Longing for Thoreau

I hold fast to my walking

stick as I leave

the beaten path to follow

my own trail

Into only partially familiar woods.

There is a part of me that

hunkers down

Here, within the gloom of autumn

or later, the promise of spring

Tilt back my head

Shake my mane and

Sniff the air.

I crouch beside the creek flowing here, simple and without a care.

A glimpse of a whitetail yearling

Frozen in the tangled underbrush

The soft call the cardinal sings to his mate

The reflection of us all in the stream

In this late November dawn

Nirvana

the coyote

the cardinal

the whitetail

and me…

 

©Nancilynn Saylor

November 2017

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Another broken morning

They did not know
when they brushed their teeth and washed their Sunday morning faces …

To join with their friends in worship
To be in a house of the Lord

As they filed into their small white
unassuming, country church
greeting each other with smiles on a bright Central Texas day
Men shaking hands
Women nodding to one
another or hugging
Maybe slipping recipes to a neighbor
before worship service was called
By the organist's opening notes.
Teenagers cast glances at their friends in other pews and innocent smiles…
No, they did not know
as they gathered together this day,
a monster lingered near.
©Nancilynn Saylor
5 November 2017

Warnings always came in whispers

Warnings always came in whispers

Don’t

Go

Stop

Stay

Please

No

Yes

Help

Hush

Wait

Whispered warning signs of dread

Breathed in silence in my head

I still hear the silent screams in restless nightmares of my dreams

Mother’s whispers through the mist

Across eternities abyss

Don’t

Go

Stop

Stay

Please

No

Yes

Help

Hush

Wait

Chinese symbols for the word whisper.