Some days are poured
To be bathwater days
With soapy sun
Lifting
Every footstep
Away from the shade
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Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
About Me
- Aine
- Collaborator and night owl.
Past Contests
- "Elemental" Short Fiction Contest
- "Uncovered" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silhouette" Short Fiction Contest
- "In Vino Veritas" Short Fiction Contest
- "Ascension" Short Fiction Contest
- "Running Wind" Short Fiction Contest
- "Whispers" Short Fiction Contest
- "Restless Dawn" Short Fiction Contest
- "Halo" Short Fiction Contest
- "Endless Hour" Short Fiction Contest
- "Silent Grey" Short Fiction Contest
- "Lonely Moon" Short Fiction Contest (with Anne Frasier)
- "Midnight Road" Short Fiction Contest
- "Two Lights" Short Fiction Contest
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17 comments:
I love that photo!! It's particularly special this morning, since last night's storm scattered many of the petals.
I hope many more "bathwater" days come soon-- Cold Miser is putting up a fight today (maybe we need to call Mother Nature to set things straight!)
:)
I'm with Aine--missing those cleansing days amidst the sticky gloom of this day. I love that "soapy sun." And the bubbles in my feet when it shines.
Is that a dogwood? So pretty...
I don't know what that blossom is but it's so pretty. Every word you wrote was perfect. I love the idea that a day can be poured.
Indeed they are...
Lovely words and photo! :-)
ahhhh... dogwood! Nice pair with the poem too!
Absolutely perfect Jason! Wow.
www.mypoeticpath.wordpress.com
Aine, yeah, today was rocking and rolling in the skyscraper downtown. Wicked wind.
Sarah, bubbles in your feet...great description. That's how I felt the day I wrote this. (Yes, it's a dogwood.)
Janey, thanks! I really like this picture. Especially the way the flower casts a shadow on itself.
Vesper, I hope you have some of your own.
Visual-Voice, isn't it great how they seem to be floating on the sky? Welcome, and thanks so much for visiting. :)
Geraldine, I think I'll look back on this one fondly.
That reads so easy! Some days are poured to be bathwater days... Very cool.
Beautiful picture and words!
In a way the flower is sensual...and with the words you bring a little passion...to feel and enjoy is maybe only a footstep away ;-)
Jason:
I just love your poetry. It's always so sensual, alive.
Wonderful, as usual!
(p.s. Sorry I've been an absent blogging friend -- aka, "blend" -- I've been working on so many projects that personal blogging has to take a back seat.)
Angelique
What a lovely poem! And I like how the veins show through the petals. A great photo!
Did you used that compiling program? I'm sorry I have not tried it - yet.
Ah, how it reminds me of summer. We have a spectacular sunny day here today, but alas it is very cold. We are headed for winter. Brrr. I felt nice and summery warm after reading your poem and looking at that lovely phote.
(Thanks for your comment on my blog btw.)
Stunning photograph and lovely words Jason!
perfect sentiment for the perfect photo, and applied to the perfect weather today....all ya can do is sigh.
Scott, thanks! I know poetry is not your favorite. I feel extra achievement when I write a poem that you nevertheless enjoy.
Mar, great to see you! Thanks for the kind words and for visiting.
Fancy, it was potent moment, and a potent day. That passion was right there for me to grasp.
Angelique, the fact that you still enjoy looking in on me from time to time means more to me than the frequency. Thanks. :)
Szelsofa, this picture was farther away from me, so I didn't need the stacking program. Because it was so bright, I could use a very small aperture and get a deep depth of field.
Aggie, having just come out of winter, I feel for you. I hope your coming months have many warm fireplaces!
Miladysa, much appreciated. :)
Bridget Jones, and that sigh is high praise indeed. Thank you!
J. Andrew, very much appreciated! And thank you for the visit. I'm eager to read some of your poetry.
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