Friday, October 21, 2016

finding to be

in my search, i found my eyes,
how they can look and see 
the color of what beauty is

in my  search, i learned to breathe,
to smell and touch and sense
the intrinsic fiber of life

in my search, i found a path
where flora and fauna gather
filling me with Nature’s embrace

in my search, i learned from
the owl, the eagle and the wolf
to observe while listening to the wind

in my search, i witnessed
a stone and a tree and how both sit
quietly and still, becoming one 

in my search, i learned not to
seek but to embrace all that is
for that is what it is to be



Monday, October 17, 2016

welcoming Autumn

bright red petals of roses,
yellows blue and purple
flowers, the vibrant green
of leaves, so quietly they change
from their ebullience into their
more Autumn hues of orange,
brown, black and russet   

warm winds cool, blowing the
cotton whites now misty and gray
as Robins and Hummingbirds
cease their play, pack to journey
south-bound where the sun still
heats and breezes still are warm

the blue-jays  and crows remain,
they caw in competition as they
sneak and steal the nuts and seed
from chipmunks and squirrels
not of starvation but to store,
preparing the arrival of ‘old man’
Winter’s cold nights cold days

houses now dressed in a fancy of rustic,
colors from pumpkins and silhouettes
of black witches on brooms, spiders
in webs, that hang from gutters and
eaves as white pillowcase ghosts
swing to and fro while the piercing
eyes of goblins, their incisor teeth grin,
to welcome the myths of Fall