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Evening Rainfall   Leave a comment

Above:  Athens, Georgia, May 4, 2017

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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Evening rainfall,

continuing watering,

feeds the thirsty earth.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

MAY 4, 2017 COMMON ERA

After the Rain   Leave a comment

Above:  Athens, Georgia, May 4, 2017

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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After the rain the

earth, glistening with water,

sits refreshed, renewed.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

MAY 4, 2017 COMMON ERA

Cold, Wet, and Gray Day   Leave a comment

Chalfont Drive December 8, 2013

Above:  Chalfont Drive, Athens, Georgia, December 8, 2013

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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On a cold, wet, and gray day,

after having attended church and

consumed the body and blood of Christ,

there did commence, I am glad to say,

a quiet, studious time, one easy to stand,

but indoors, which, I do surmise,

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was proper, given the weather.

It was a time to study and to grade,

as well as to make family history

inquiries.  These quiet behaviors

near lamps were for today made,

given the outdoor cold, wet, gray misery.

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It was an indoor kind of day

on which to do little–and that

at a leisurely pace–and to consume

caffeine and well-lit to stay,

for such weather affects me bad-

ly; outside felt like doom.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 8, 2013 COMMON ERA

December Rain   Leave a comment

Chalfont Drive, December 3. 2013

Above:  Chalfont Drive, Athens-Clarke County, December 3, 2013

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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On a late afternoon

in early December,

rain falls, uttering

“pitter, patter,”

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hoping, perhaps, that I will swoon

and not, as I collect the mail, shiver,

in the wet and the temperatures cooling,

then return home, water splatter-

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ing until, quite soon,

my home I re-enter,

mail delivering

into dry shelter.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 3, 2013 COMMON ERA

Thoughts at Sunrise   Leave a comment

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Above:  Sunrise in the Alleghenies, Circa 1880s

Image Creator = Gibson & Company, Cincinnati, Ohio

Image Source = Library of Congress

(http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/2003655692/)

Reproduction Number = LC-DIG-pga-03214

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I wake today as the sun

Began to climb the sky,

And send its rays o’er all the earth

With more than dew to dry.

For it had rained the night before,

A gentle, cooling rain

That washed God’s earth, the grass and trees

And made them clean again.

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Oh, that God would send a rain

Upon this heart of mine,

And wash it as He washed the earth

With gentle drops, so fune.

‘twould be a new day in my life,

The sun would brighter be,

And darkness would be left behind;

My heart would then be free.

RANDOLPH WINBURN BARRETT

AUGUST 17, 1932 COMMON ERA

Posted August 10, 2013 by neatnik2009 in Mornings, Randolph Winburn Barrett (1905-?)

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God’s Garden   Leave a comment

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Above:  Peach Blossoms, Between 1900 and 1906

Image Source = Library of Congress

(http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/det1994009098/PP/)

Reproduction Number = LC-D4-16304

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God’s garden is a wondrous thing,

It covers all the world.

‘Tis filled with blossoms of all kinds,

Wee birds, and flow’rs unfurled.

There are beautiful ponds all thro’ it,

Larger than any of ours;

But they’re there, and are of His making,

Objects of infinite pow’rs.

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At night He sends refreshing sleep,

Like dew upon wild flowers,

To cool and res them after day’s

Hot sun and trying hours.

With gentle, warming rays;

He sends the rain to give them drink

And food, thro’ all their days.

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God doesn’t want His gard’n abused

At any time or place;

He wants each flow’r to bloom for Himself

In beauty and with grace.

For each beautiful life, seen by all,

Helps each of us, no matter how weak;

May work in God’s garden some.

RANDOLPH WINBURN BARRETT

AUGUST 5, 1932 COMMON ERA

Cooling Afternoon Rains   Leave a comment

Cooling afternoon rains

fall, yet not consistently,

providing times of downpour

separated by periods without

while flash flood alerts apply

to the local terrain.

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Flash floods and flash flood alerts aside,

this rain delights me to my core,

for regarding the fresh air flowing through the open windows

I would not dare (and do not want) to complain

and I know that higher temperatures will follow

soon and the hell of Summer will descend

upon us; such weather I cannot defend.

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For now, at least, I have cause to rejoice,

and so I thank God, upon whom I depend,

with the voice

of a pen.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

JUNE 10, 2013 COMMON ERA

THE FEAST OF THE INAUGURATION OF THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH (U.S.A.), 1983

THE FEAST OF THE INAUGURATION OF THE UNITED CHURCH OF CANADA, 1925

THE FEAST OF SAINT EPHREM OF EDESSA, ROMAN CATHOLIC DEACON AND HYMN WRITER

THE FEAST OF SAINT LANDERICUS OF PARIS, ROMAN CATHOLIC BISHOP

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Evening Showers   Leave a comment

Evening showers

ease the temperature outdoors,

flood some roads,

merely increase the flow of water in others,

and cause pleasant sounds

as rain falls upon the roof,

splashes in a puddle on an earthen floor,

and hits the asphalt and founds

a thin watery coat,

one regarding which I never sour.

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If I had my druthers,

more days would be like this:

pleasant, relatively cool,

with from the asphalt rising a gentle mist,

and quite comfortable.

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I prop open a door

and two back windows

to admit the fresh air.

This weather I adore;

I do not imagine I have erred.

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The green plants,

watered well by nature herself,

drink from the bountiful supply

and proceed to beautify

my home, this hill,

such that I, being still,

indoors, and surrounded by bookshelves,

look out a window

and see, not by chance,

a spectacular display

which causes joy to flow;

my spirit is at play.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

JUNE 7, 2013 COMMON ERA

A Rainy Day   Leave a comment

As I sit indoors on a rainy day,

water falls gently,

pittering and pattering,

making contact with the

ground, grass, and asphalt

then, obeying gravity’s call,

flowing downhill

as more rainwater continues the sequence

and the song of nature.

It is a wet and gray

indoors kind of day.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

JANUARY 1, 2013

Late Night/Early Morning Rain II   Leave a comment

Early morning rain

pelts the roof

during a thunderstorm,

creating a nocturnal rhythm–

a music of sorts–

to which to fall asleep.

Meanwhile, the thirsty earth

drinks the water the clouds supply

from up in the sky

as occasional bolts of lightning

illumine the overcast sky.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

DECEMBER 26, 2012