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The Wave of a Magic Fan

I caught a glimpse of a sunrise.
Pale magenta cast by the sun on gray skies
The cool air of early morn seemed to be my prize.
The creamy white blossoms on moon flower did apprise.

I did not want to go back inside.
Chores faced me there besides.
Life should be more appealing.
Like seeing the small things in life come alive

The kitchen needed some cleaning.
Breakfast needed my hand.
If only it could be handled by screening
Or by the wave of a magic fan

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Valsa George September 26, 2023 at 10:40 PM This is exactly how I too feel. When I am lost in the beauty of nature, I don't want to go in when household chores pull me hard. Enjoyed reading your poem Sara. Sara Kendrick September 27, 2023 at 6:24 AM Glad I am not alone in my desire to spend more time soaking in nature. Thanks or your visit, Valsa. I appreciate the time spent here. Sara

Jack Horne September 16, 2023 at 2:22 PM LOL, yes, if only we could all have a go with that magic fan Sara Kendrick September 17, 2023 at 4:02 AM Jack, I know at times you wish for a magic fan or wand or a fairy to come do all your chores. Thanks for the visit. Sara

Gershon Wolf September 13, 2023 at 8:49 PM Yes, the wave of a magic fan, akin to the wrinkle of a bewitched nose, giving the kitchen the back of your hand! Ole, gw Sara Kendrick September 14, 2023 at 7:40 AM Yes, some days I feel like that, Gershon. Thanks for the visit and the nice review of my work. I wouldn't want to become a witch to get it done like that though. Sara

The Situation September 12, 2023 at 10:45 PM I would call it "The calling of a House Wife" Sara Kendrick September 13, 2023 at 4:23 AM TS, Yes, it could be the calling of a housewife. Sometimes I try to think that today I will not listen to the call. Your visit was inspiring. Sara

Ink Empress September 12, 2023 at 10:11 PM I really love how you’ve written this, especially your opening lines “ pale magenta cast by the sun on grey skies” beautiful, and the ending is so good. Today i saw the sunrise too, usually love sunsets but sunrise too is stunning. How it reflects on the sea. Appreciating little things before we get on with other things, sometimes can make our day. Loved this Sara Kendrick September 13, 2023 at 4:22 AM IE, Yes, just a few minutes saying thank you to God and nature can make our day. Thanks for dropping by, taking time to read and comment on my work. Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen September 12, 2023 at 6:40 AM - Everything in its time, Sara ...but, enjoy this beautiful moment ... the kitchen can wait a bit ... lovely poem :) - hugs Sara Kendrick September 12, 2023 at 8:44 AM Thank you, Anne-Lise, for giving me permission to enjoy the early morning. I appreciate the visit. Sara

Susan Lawrence September 12, 2023 at 6:03 AM Sara, the pale magenta cast on gray skies comes alive and beckons me . There is something sacred about the early morning before chores and breakfast . It is a time to appreciate the creamy white blossoms and the simple pleasures. Loved this ! Hugs, Susan :) Sara Kendrick September 12, 2023 at 8:44 AM Why thank you, Susan. I appreciate the kind review of my work and the time spent here reading and commenting. Sara

Vijay Pandit September 12, 2023 at 5:58 AM Magenta sunrise--creamy white blossoms on moon flower. A sight that dreams are made of. No wonder you didn't want to go back in, yet. A lovely write, Sara. Sara Kendrick September 12, 2023 at 8:43 AM Why, thank you, Vijay. I still don't want to go back even though it is heating up out there. The morning cool air would be fine with that fine foggy mist rising off the creek. Sara

Hiya Sharma September 12, 2023 at 2:54 AM Oh my, such a breathtaking sunrise inspired write this is dear.. I can definitely feel these emotions.. When nature's beauty makes us awestruck and we wish to hault in the moment and actually absorb its every essence within our heart's every cell.. "Pale magenta cast by the sun on gray skies", "the cool air of early morn seemed to be my prize" Definitely it is.. "The creamy white moonflower" Wow.. Purely magical :) Sara Kendrick September 12, 2023 at 3:07 AM Why, thank you, Hiya. I like the smiley face. Your comments always encourage me. Sara