Sisters ‘Neath the Sky

Not sure why the above link “wordle-565” goes to wordle-564, but Life’s full of mysteriesūüėä

Behind the shadows

Sparks orbit stars

Amid the swirl created

The sisters could see art


Well, one of them could—

Eldest girl, Pele

Was describing the sketch

She’d make when they got home

She did that a lot… sketching

And describing aloud… ‘naming

Colors’, ‘saying the shading’

‘Speaking the angles’

Of ‘line strokes’…

Delia, younger by 2 years

Breathed a damp sigh

Into the still-warm evening air

Perhaps Pele really did know

What she was talking about

But it was meaningless

To her… Delia just liked

Looking at the sky

Unlike Pele’s busy

Artistic mind, Delia’s

Was peacefully


©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Summer Lakes, The Dock (WQW)

I’m pleased to be back here with Marsha and WQW!¬† The concept of adding quotations (or songs) to whatever art we share thrills my English Major heart…and allows me to browse Bartlett’s Quotations at rich leisure.

Now before everyone thinks I’ve lost my mind entirely due to heatstroke, I’m gonna tell y’all why I chose the song I’ve included.

  1. Don’t blink, you’ll miss it—this song uses the word “lake” only one time…at the beginning.¬† I’d have preferred some repetition of it, but we don’t get everything we want in life.
  2. With most of the world languishing in the intense, uninvited, unappreciated HEAT—I thought a winter song full of snow might cool us down a bit (if you play it over and over, focused on the exquisite video).
  3. Lastly, I like Sarah McLachlan very much.¬† It’s a winter/Christmas song, and mournful, but I like that too.¬† (I’m itching to start decorating for the holidays!)¬† Her song follows my poem.


We were younger then

Close sisters…closer than now

Summers were the lakes

Wherever family traveled…

Single sparkling memory:

Us sitting on dock

Together, dangling our feet

Away from others—

Otis Redding’s song was big

We began singing lyrics:

“I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh
I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time”*

It didn’t matter

That our dock was lakeside, and

Otis had the bay…

We had space to be happy

Silly…floating young girls dreams…

We were clueless…for

Time, Life would leave us estranged…

Blissful ignorance

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

*Songwriters: Otis Redding / Steve Cropper
(Sittin’ On) the Dock of the Bay lyrics ¬© Universal Music Publishing Group

National/International Sisters Day

I’m almost too late in mentioning that the first Sunday in August is celebrated as National Sisters Day…and internationally too.

(art from Leyde’s collection)

I want to give a shout out to the special women I’ve connected with, and been blessed by—though we’re not blood-related (very minor point).

Deb, in IL—you’ve tolerated me since we met on the blogs in August 2011.¬† Thank you for all your support which has helped me grow and mature.¬† Thanks for the deep devout Faith we share, and the humor which keeps us afloat on bumpy days.

Crystal, my caregiver—thanks for coming into my life on wings of Heaven.¬† I try not to give you much work because we just have way too much FUN!¬† I love the strength of Faith and humor we share, and the odd things we have in common.

Tami, my case manager—thank you for being a can-do gal, always ready to figure out solutions to issues I rant/sigh about.¬† You are far and away MORE than I expected or imagined, a gift from God.¬† You’ve taught me much, watered new shoots—and I’m beginning to see blooms that will flourish.

LeeAnn—you’re the best property manager on Earth, certainly the best I’ve met in my 25 years here.¬† That we’ve been gifted with a friendship is a surprise bonus.¬† I appreciate your diligence, honesty, caring heart…and you’re hilarious, to match my crazy humor.

All of you have proved that God truly does save the best for last.¬† You share similar traits that I value highly: gratitude, humor, Faith, a positive mindset—plus the desire to keep good communication a priority.¬† Color me glad and grateful…Beyond Blessed!

And to the “sisters” I’ve met through blogs along the way, thanks for sharing your fine talents and gracious hearts.¬† You are generous and caring…and unfortunately, there are too many of you to name here—so I hope you hear a whisper in your ear: “Bravo! thank you, I won’t forget…despite time and distance”.

May God bless you abundantly—I love you all hugelyūüíĖLeslie

©Leyde Ryan