Morning sky is dark as dusk winds approach, branches rustle chipmunks chirp their warnings One drop falls as prelude upon the maple dappled a bit in amber and in coral on the first week of autumn when summer heat lingers Tempestuous rumbles roll in from afar electric passion shoots from cloud to earth allegro torrents … More Waiting for a Thunderstorm
It’s a sun-cloudy day mid-day, mid-autumn, half the leaves have fallen, the other half still dot the branches It’s not freezing, but it’s not warm I’m not excited about much right now but neither am I bored on this cloud-sunny day Compliment this poem with Shape Shifters and No Boundaries, both prior posts on Wind … More Midmost
I have an intriguing proposal to makelet’s kick the leaves in the yardnot to hurt them but to stir them upso they can dance once more in the wind,jump up to their cousins falling down This poem was inspired by Lines for the Fortune Cookies by Frank O’Hara. Photo by Alegri courtesy of 4FreePhotos
Finch-sized leaves fall from maples twirling forty feet to fleck the ground with sunshine Both photos taken from my back yard in previous autumns. Our leaves here are just beginning to fall.
The only callers to our door On Halloween this year Were dropping temps and rain and wind That howled all through the night Though the tempest knocked with fury We offered her no treats So a Halloween trick she played on us Making skeletons of our maples Top photo of my backyard maple trees was … More Halloween Tricks
Colors, spirited in autumn array roar out to us acknowledgement that winter soon will be whooshing in with callow shadows and chill But don’t despair, dear one, autumn is a lucid whisper that all of life is mortal that all of nature turns Beauty is enhanced when we accept its ephemeral nature let us treasure … More Autumn’s Portent
sky is ashen grey yet sunshine flames through oak leaves sparks blaze from maples Photo taken in my back yard in Troy, MI this morning.
I awoke to a windy flood of dawn, fall’s October beginning; I opened the shades, found that last night’s rain fall made flood puddle tunnels throughout the gardens. Before I let the cat out, I checked the tiny tunnel beneath the chipmunk rock, none were playing there this crisp morning. I read a dharma about … More Life as a Poem
The day served up a blue slate special Greens mixed with reds and yellows Against a sapphire sky Topped with a dollop of clouds Photo was taken at Independence Oaks Park, MI
Tawny leaves rain down pirouetting as they fall in an autumn dance Image is an original watercolor painting by LuAnne Holder.
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