OCTOBER

-i- Dahlias stand upright against Autumn skieslong after the sunflowers have fallen;Flowers have turned to fruits,empty spaces grow in the garden. -ii- Flowered teapots speak of happy days,sit pretty in the cupboardswaiting for the daysteeped in friendship and reminiscence. -iii- Voiceless faces roam the wildernessdrowning in words, seeking truthheavy hearts seek solace in a driftingContinue reading “OCTOBER”

TO A HYDRANGEA PAST ITS PRIME

You have lost the vibrance of your huesYour blushing pink, sweet lavender, or sky blueHave long faded into sage green leavingFaint traces of what you once wereHinting of what will be. Veins on your petals writeAll the summer days and all the stormy daysThat deepened your roots. You have changedYou are changingYet in this worldContinue reading “TO A HYDRANGEA PAST ITS PRIME”

SEASONS

Sunflower, bent with age, lets fall her seedsSeptember brought the chill to August’s swelter Summer’s grandeur is on the wane, and ISquirrel away its taste and fragrance Serene is the sunlight filtering through the windowShining on memories Songs and words have forgottenSolitude hovers in the horizon Sparrows dance a merry dance for the seeds inContinue reading “SEASONS”

HAPPINESS

  A party of blue jays flew over my headinto the forest, going home for the night I chase happiness flying with fresh wingsand dream of it well into the night I ran here and there until the lights went outSitting by my window, I stared down the night Stars glistened, the half moon smilednightContinue reading “HAPPINESS”

GOLD

I speak of wealth –of golden hearts and golden timeWherever I am is grandeur –golden sunrise, golden grainsgoldenrods, golden shrines I am the magic of August nightswhen fireflies flit aboutIn the gloom of winter nightsI bring hope twinkling from the heights Truly, I am beautyand treasure much desireda desire that need  be reinedas  old KingContinue reading “GOLD”

THIS MORNING

This morning, yesterday’s snow glistened under the rising sun, and autumn berries bowed beneath their icy crown. A cardinal from the treetop sang filled with color the bare winterscape my spirit danced to the glorious sound From tree to tree, little sparrows chirped the consecration of this new day; Their carefree joy let no oneContinue reading “THIS MORNING”

DOODLES

The dips and arcs of a bumblebee’s flight The curve of a blade of grass laden with dewdrops The twirl of tendrils adorning pea and watermelon vines My pen traces Its gel ink glides Smoothly tracing the lines and curls Now a flower Or a butterfly Morphing into words Building a poem Until the onceContinue reading “DOODLES”

SAILBOAT

My little sailboat floundersIn a sea of whispersHas it forgotten its courseAmidst so many voicesSaying go north, or south, or east, or west?My little sailboat spinsIn the currents. Is there hope for my sailboatEnsorcelled as it isBy sweet-voiced sirensHarboring evil schemes? Alas! Not the pull of the moonNor the push of the windsCould set myContinue reading “SAILBOAT”