Window seat

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l sit perched upon my bar chair
a steaming cup of tea breathes succour
and a book placed aptly for company

a pretty pen and empty paper,
nearby at the ready
a staple to exhort rheumy thoughts

the kitchen window is painted shut
listed, it waits permission to open
and take in the fresh spring air

the washing machine whirls defiantly
cracking the peace
longer it seems than usual
l wait for silence

edging toward the low part of the day,
the sun beams through the window
promising 
so much more

Comments

  1. auntiegwen8:55 am, May 10, 2010

    I love your view x

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  2. Anonymous9:11 am, May 10, 2010

    I love your window, the glass is very pretty did you paint it yourself?

    We also have listed windows painted shut! :/

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  3. Anonymous10:46 am, May 10, 2010

    What a pretty window and the view too. Seems like a nice area.XXX

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  4. Saz11:08 am, May 10, 2010

    Moannie - these houses were built in the early 1800's victorian but in the georgian style..for the great and the good of Carlisle...

    so the councillors and magistrates...and it is a 'good' area, mostly private residential in our street, we are next door to the Conny association, so nice and quiet....

    our street is set bewteen two lovely leafy green squares...

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  5. Suburbia11:28 am, May 10, 2010

    Beautiful...

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  6. Daryl1:22 pm, May 10, 2010

    I love your window and the pretty things you put on the 'ledge' .. I especially like the dangling thing ... and your words .. so very soothing and soul filling .. really ..

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  7. hostess of the humble bungalow3:27 pm, May 10, 2010

    That's a very pretty view from your window...I like how you have chosen a few pieces to add interest as you gaze beyond.
    It looks like a great place to be inspired to write and ponder life...with a mug of tea!

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  8. Suldog4:37 pm, May 10, 2010

    Damned nice view you've got there. I could sit and stare out of that window for hours, I believe. Much traffic? From the parked cars, I'd guess so. All the more interesting!

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  9. Gone Back South5:42 pm, May 10, 2010

    Agree about the view and I love the words too - very thoughtful. Glad to see you're still blogging! GBS x

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  10. Hilary5:50 pm, May 10, 2010

    That's a beautiful view you've shared.. but what's seen with your eyes and with your mind. Pretty pieces on the ledge and frame too.

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  11. Maggie May9:26 pm, May 10, 2010

    I just love that window and all the pretty things that are perched on it. Lovely view and a good poem inspired by it.
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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  12. RiverPoet10:54 pm, May 10, 2010

    And yes, there is so much more ahead for you, Saz....D

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  13. Steel Magnolia12:07 am, May 11, 2010

    Saz ... imagine the possibilities always. Your insights are impeccable. Poignant and so meaningful to this steel magnolia. Cheers! ~Alice

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  14. Joanna Jenkins4:17 am, May 11, 2010

    That's my kind of view! I love colored glass in a window.

    "...the sun beams through the window promising
    so much more...." I love that!

    Have a great week,
    jj

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  15. Merisi1:09 pm, May 11, 2010

    I love your ruminations, they exude domestic peace and contentedness at heart (darn the washing machine - but at least we don't have to do the actual washing nowadays!).

    Your picture with the red door and the spring-green wines and the brick wall and white windows is a poem by itself.

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  16. Reasons7:42 pm, May 11, 2010

    Enjoyed that Saz. A reflective moment full of promise.

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  17. Sniffles and Smiles3:20 am, May 12, 2010

    So much inspiration to be gained, gazing through that window...as seen in the beauty of the lines you've penned...and SO MUCH MORE!!!! Love you so much, dear Saz...beautiful words, gorgeous photo...fabulous lady! Love, Janine XO

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  18. Unspoken3:44 am, May 12, 2010

    Is it me or are you getting trim :). Cute picture!!

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  19. Unknown5:41 am, May 16, 2010

    What a view. Wow.

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  20. Jon Storey8:47 am, May 17, 2010

    I should know that area. Much better that Raffles!! The buildings round there are beautiful.

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Take the weight of your feet, draw up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Leave your troubles at the door and together we shall ride out the storms.


Saz x

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