(2013)
#Autumn
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…