Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. Part One: Life
XXXII HOPE is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soul,And sings the tune without the words,And never stops at all,And sweetest in the gale is heard; 5And sore must be the stormThat could abash the little birdThat kept so many warm.I ’ve heard it in the chillest land,And on the strangest sea; 10Yet, never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me.
On my doorstep in the most wonderful rainfall with the acoustic accompaniment of thunder and lightening.
Lucy singing 'London Town' and me swigging on a second bottle of Cosmic fizz... Glee
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I worked today, came home for a while, then I rushed back out to work this evening...
Finished work at 7.30ish,followed by a swift half in the pub with colleagues and then scampered home.... and duh ...no keys.
Called one and only son, he was at his Dad's house, I asked what time was he coming back and was his sister in town...
he chortling '....after eleven Mum, and nah she is here with us',
I groaned, putting on a brave face, 'ok l'll go to Tesco and then get something to eat', trying to ignore the laughter in the background, or was I just imagining it.
I so needed to pee. I went to cast my vote, only after I begged to use their loo. Thank you God!
I sauntered off to Tesco, £10 in my purse, bought a paper, some reduced flowers, just cos l have to have flowers and walked in the rain to McDonald's as far as my budget would stretch. CLOSED.
Strolled round to KFC, dawdled outside, cos l knew if I bought one it would be deelish, but then it would sit …
I'm not sure I can explain this properly. I'm not sure I can even put my finger on it. I'm not sure I even know where it has been. I'm not so sure I would recognise it if I saw it. I will try and explain.
I think I began to miss it some years ago. Some days I found myself feeling as if I was detached from my body. Detached from my family and friends. Detached from my life. Detached. In limbo.
It was as if I was in waiting for an event. What event? I had no knowledge of any nor any expectancy for any such happening.
It has felt like the sort of thing you read about when people talk about 'out of body experiences'. I have felt sad. At times I have felt very angry. Frustrated. Fit to burst. But I know not what about. I have felt disappointment.
It isn't depression. That shadow has visited. I know the difference. It is a chasm. Deep space. Off the beat. Out of sync.
I have assuaged these deep and strong feelings by telling myself I am at a crossroads. A waters…
During this wonderful hot weather spell I have spent some time in my magic garden pondering and wondering... and having some fun with the macro settings on my camera (no I rarely read the instructions)
l will never take the daisy for granted again, how beautiful is this...!
who woulda thought a dandy could look so brilliant
so blue...but what the heck is it?
Ron tells me it is a Bluebonnet, national flower of Texas no less!!