Big Room, 1948, by Andrew Wyeth
Open windows wide
let soft breezes warm the house
soak up dazzling beams
leave the fire unlit until
clouds prevail and sun retreats
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I join you in the celebration of Northwest Augusts! We are most blessed.
ReplyDeleteThere is such a thing as perfect loveliness..here it is!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a Seattle summer... :-)
ReplyDeletenice...there is nice life in your words....a breath of fresh air through the window is def needed in this room...
ReplyDeleteLovely image!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful time of year indeed! :-)
ReplyDeleteperfection in just a few lines- simply lovely T
ReplyDeleteWonderful feeling!
ReplyDeleteCould feel the sun on my face!
ReplyDeleteAlmost a painting in words.
ReplyDeleteI'm not a robot. I've never been a robot. I never will be a robot and I resent having to waste time proving it. Please get rid. Nearly everyone else has. I can see the point of WV on financial/shopping sites etc, but on poetry blogs? Perleeeese!
I heartily second that ! It took me SIX goes before I had a bat's chance in hell of reading the rubbish served up to me!
DeleteAlways good to keep a little warmth in reserve...
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
heehee
ReplyDeleteStill chuckling at the vehemence with which you were asked to rid yourself of word verification.
;)