TO A TREE

By your leaves I know you – They glittered like peridot When kissed by spring’s early morning sun and spread like an emerald lace To cover the hot summer skies. As fiery tongues they fell and lit up Autumn’s sombre glow. Countless birds have felt orphaned by the loss of your shadow. And though winter leaves

I AM AUTUMN

    I have danced all that I can until my limbs got tired and the music faded with the last echoes of the wind ’til nothing was left but the pregnant stillness the quiet of waiting. I have sung all the songs I can sing with the whistling of the wind and the voices

POEMS INSIDE AN ACORN

One  acorn nut dangling from its  tree gives me hope for the future. A life is a seed waiting to be Patience! the oak took years to be a mighty tree. An acorn cannot be anything but an oak tree Each seed is what it is made to be. ~~~ We spent part of Labor

BONSAI

My leaves dance and tease the wind My limbs shelter the weary birds I stand tall against the storm My roots tap the earth’s bosom – but only in my dreams where I can be a tree that need not dream being a tree. In the dark of night, I turn to the stars and

WPC: THREES

GOODBYE TREE There was a tree, tall and proud and strong. Its leaves were a canopy from sun and rain. Its arms stretched out to Heaven while the robins sang from the safety of its branches in tune with the busy woodpecker’s beak boring a hole on a rotting limb. Branches fell, one by one,

WPC: THE HUE OF YOU

It is the season, so I am posting autumn-themed pictures. I was standing in the backyard waiting for leaves to fall and hoping to take a picture of one in mid-air. And I couldn’t capture a decent shot. Then I noticed the little maple trees on the ground. They were making their own show even

RHYTHM

Nothing happens around here no shooting stars ever come by to light up our lives with the glitter of tinseltown We have seasons that come like clockwork Leaves, they fall one by one cannot wait for the rest to turn and make a big fiery show for this season called autumn Snow, it is as

TREES

Mighty shimmering arms embrace the sky tomorrow-filled hope chests trees.