The privet, tipped
with lacy sprays
of tiny white blossoms,
drops petals like confetti
on the round table below.
I should sweep, but
halfway to fall,
I don’t want to let
the party end,
not yet,
not at all.
A Sweetness Has Entered
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Mary Camille Thomas
Mary Camille Thomas is a native of Santa Cruz, California who considers herself lucky to have returned after living internationally and on the road. She is a librarian by profession, and her poetry has appeared in The Moving Force Journal, Porter Gulch Review, and Sisters Singing. She is currently working on a novel called What Lies Buried and a collection of poems of the spirit. View all posts by Mary Camille Thomas
The Kingdom of Enough 
Your sweet little poem captures the essence of August. Summer is waning, and fall is calling. But I’m not ready for it to end yet either – not at all, at all.
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Lovely! “Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God.” –Maya Angelou
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Oh how you captured the desire to let this present season of lushness
linger
just a bit more!
Thank you for saying it so beautifully!
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Your gift of poetic and sacred loveliness touches my currently challenged life and heart. Thank you, Mary! Love, Kate
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Kate, I’m sorry to hear your life is full of challenges right now. Sending peace and blessings from my heart to yours.
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