9-11-19
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with