[stylist] Easter Sunday Morning

[Lynda Lambert]

Thanks for your comments, Jackie.
I see that the lines are really off when it is cut and pasted into the 
email.
They are wild.

I changed a word that was not sitting right with me after I sent this off.
You know, how your work just stays with you night and day, sometimes for 
weeks or months, beckoning you to come back and rethink a word or a phrase.

I changed "dances through  my mind,"  to " unravels through my mind."
This becomes a  more accurate action to what is happening in the 
contemplation of the morning's historical events in the moment of 
contemplation, the NOW.
Thanks, again, for your comments which you know I really appreciate.

Lynda Lambert
104 River Road
Ellwood City, PA 16117

724 758 4979

My Blog:  http://www.walkingbyinnervision.blogspot.com
My Website:  http://lyndalambert.com






----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Jacqueline Williams" <jackieleepoet at cox.net>
To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Monday, April 15, 2013 1:39 PM
Subject: Re: [stylist] Easter Sunday Morning


> Lynda,
> I am playing catch-up.
> I loved this poem. So in the moment of contemplation.
> I "watched" some old movies about bible stories. I remember them so well
> that I can identify the actors, and no matter my personal beliefs, I love
> these stories.
> Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
> Jackie
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of Lynda 
> Lambert
> Sent: Sunday, March 31, 2013 6:14 AM
> To: Writer's Division Mailing List
> Subject: Re: [stylist] Easter Sunday Morning
>
> Happy Easter - and Joyful Resurrection Day!
>
> Here is a poem I wrote some time ago. As I was going through my archives, 
> I
> revised it considerably.
>
> "Easter Sunday Morning"
>
>                            The early morning choir twitters
>                            Chirps  deep inside  the dusty bushes
> accompanied by  low, long mournful tones
>
> of wheels turning against the pavement.
>
>
>
> A hidden lemon chiffon sun brightens the  sky
>
> somewhere behind  layers of  melancholy  mists -
>
> softly  warming  the  mahogany branches
>
> of starkly naked springtime trees.
>
>
>
> I made no special plans for today-
>
> no periwinkle blue  shoes or silken  amethyst  dress.
>
> Instead, I recline on soft linen  pillows
>
> and  write on ashen  journal pages.
>
> Tranquil.  I listen and watch.
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>
>
> A gloomy opening of a hillside cave
>
> dances through my thoughts.
>
> From somewhere in the Eastern world,
>
> stories of old dreams continue to be told.
>
>
>
> I contemplate  the meaning of this day.
>
>
>
>
>
> Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright, 1999 and 2013.
>
> All rights reserved.
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>
>
> Hope your day is amazing.  Lynda
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>
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