green leaves
on the birch tree
outside my window
will turn gold
and
fall
the evergreens
remain
and I will see
more
of the sky
green leaves
on the birch tree
outside my window
will turn gold
and
fall
the evergreens
remain
and I will see
more
of the sky
A quiet day and listening listening. As so many have documented, it was a challenging hard summer for so many people. We will be able to let this one go more easily, it seems, and not take a field of corn for granted again anytime soon. I bought a bag of Wisconsin potatoes on Sunday.
I hear crickets
owls calling in
the predawn hours
crows during the day
fewer boats now
the beach quiets down
a hint of gold in the soybeans
even a few signs
of corn for sale
The image is courtesy of antiqueclipart.com.
sun rises later
I have less energy now
the years when I could
no longer achieve the same
made me a poet
these words on a page, a post
as we tell our stories
and hope to help another
we grow our art
a post at a time
middle-aged and older by the day
loved ones in Heaven
a cousin called Home
when he was 60
I think of these things
as I thank God for the
beauty of each day
and pray for many more
the willow weeps
a symphony sings
The image is a free sample
from Repeatable Backgrounds – Liquids and Gels
(Dover Publications).
I’ve been listening to quiet music and watching birds fly across the sky at sunrise. Not migration, simply flying. Some in a small group, some with another, some alone–but within sight of others.
solitude at sunrise
waiting for the poems
that arrive if I give
them this time
let them be themselves
sometimes alone
with a friend
a group
this balance
we all try for
The images are courtesy of Dover Publications: From Owen Jones’ Chinese Ornament.
mercy of green
beauty of breeze
to help and pray
nature’s healing
along this day