Monday, August 16, 2010

Dream Days

The clouds go slow across the sky.
No one seems to be in a hurry.
Even the wind walks slow.
I think the wind is dreaming too.
This is a dream day.


~Opal Whiteley
from her childhood diary (151)


A DREAM DAY IN INDIANA
Benton County Wind Farm

A DREAM DAY IN PORTLANDOverlooking the City from Pittock Mansion

A DREAM DAY IN CHICAGO
John Hancock Center

A DREAM DAY IN NEW YORK CITY
Central Park

TO LEARN MORE ABOUT THE POETIC JOURNAL ENTRIES
OF OPAL WHITELEY . . .

Morning is glad on the hills.
The sky sings in blue tones.
Little blue fleurs
are early blooming now.
I do so like blue.
It is glad everywhere.
When I grow up
I am going to write a book
about the glad of blues.
The earth sings in greens.


~Opal Whiteley
from her childhood diary (92)


SEE NEW FORTNIGHTLY POST:
"OPAL: IN LOVE WITH THE WORLD"

ON MY LITERARY BLOG OF CONNECTION & COINCIDENCE
THE FORTNIGHTLY KITTI CARRIKER

AND NEW POST:
"ABOUT OPAL WHITELEY"
ON MY BOOK BLOG
KITTI'S BOOK LIST

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