(2014)
Have felt this about leaving of any sort: jobs, relationships, places
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine