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For Spiritual Thursday, we are writing about each other’s One Little Word. This week is Irene Latham’s word, Delight. Irene is a poet, so I wrote a word poem.
Delight is an enchanting word that dances
in the light of the sun
and looks to the moon for inspiration.Amusement is her cousin
who laughs easily, giddy really.
Not delight.
She quietly relishes in God’s creation.
Watches the birds at the feeder flit and fight.She wonders about clouds
and contrails in the sky.
Delight is never in a hurry.
If she were, she might miss something,
Miss something delightful.See the way the cat turns
over and over in the grass.
Delight is with the cat
feeling the soft sweetness of dew.Delight opens her mouth for snowflakes in winter
And runs in a field of bluebonnets in spring.Delight fluffs my words up like feathers,
lifts them slightly up to catch the wind
so they may fly to you.
–Margaret Simon
Moss delight: See the way the moss sways in the wind?
Dear Margaret – thank you for this delightful poem! I love thinking about those cousins… and the clouds, the cat, the picture of moss! My favorite lines:
“Delight opens her mouth for snowflakes in winter
And runs in a field of bluebonnets in spring.”
What a gal she is! Thank you. xo
Irene, I agree with you on these lines. Delight is everywhere, Margaret as you pointed out if we but look. Your poem is delightful to read but inspiring to fill my day. Delight is an enchanting word that dances/in the light of the sun/and looks to the moon for inspiration. Off to be inspired. Thank you for the morning song of faith.
Oh, Margaret! So sweet! I love it!
A lovely poem, Margaret. I like that photo, too! No telling what delightful things are hiding in that moss.
I love the line with the cat and the words are so poetic and uplifting. Great job. 🙂
Love your poem and these ideas about delight: she quietly relishes, she wonders, she’s never in a hurry. And your last stanza is exquisite!
What a great idea–to personify delight and watch her in action. I think you’ve captured her beautifully. I especially like how she is with that cat, rolling over and over in the grass.
Such a happy poem! I want to hang out with Delight. 😉