Fall
Fall is my second favorite season of the year, with Spring being my favorite. The weather outside is now growing cooler and with that produces an array of magnificent reds, yellows and oranges. In time, colors will fade and the trees will eventually shed the last of their leaves.
It is this time of year that I can feel my own body, mind and soul begin to slow down from the fast pace of creativity during the Spring and Summer. Soon it will be time to go deeper within myself and continue to explore. This month I bring you some poetry I’ve written during both the Fall and Springs of the past and with that I share with you my heart…
The Season
s
October 19, 2013
With each falling leaf
Signals the end is near
Closer to the dormancy of life
Where the trees are bare
And in such a state
As it looks like death
Is upon us for sure
Though through
Patience and time
There will be
Warmth up ahead
A brilliant light
To nurture new growth
Ever so lovingly
The rays encourage
New sprouts to seek
Its tender embrace
And to bloom into beauty
In a new time and new space
The beauty it shows
In all its luster
And stays beautiful
For as long as it can muster
Til the rays of the day
Becoming shorter again
And so, the cyle must continue
With each falling leaf
Lonely Daisy
October 25, 2013
One lonely daisy
Tattered and worn
Stands out by herself
On a cold autumns’ morn
Her beauty beholden
Amidst the leaves
crinkled and brown
She brings joy
To those who see her
If they just stop
And look at the ground
Born to fly
September 26, 2013
Deep within each one of us
Lies a bright and blinding light
We spend our entire lives
Searching for the answers
We have in us all along
And when we finally realize this
Our hearts burst out in song
We sing about the heavens
The flowers and the trees
Everything which means
So much to us
As we fall unto our knees
This life we have is made for living
For loving and nothing else
There is no room for ugliness
If we live our authentic selves
The one true spirit within each of us
Our purpose all fulfilled
Will travel to a new destiny
To be born unto another host
Where learn to fly we will
The cycle it repeats itself
Until there is no more
Upon this completion of our destiny
our angel wings are born
Moments in Time
March 14, 2014
Moments in time
My how they define
That which is important
And that which is not
The water it ripples
On that windy March day
Where two spirits seek
Whether or not they speak
To the depths of their souls
Their feelings run deep
The look in their eyes
Sealing all the ties
A sweet gentle touch
A lingering caress
Builds such sweet torment
That feels heaven sent
Lips that taste
Like honey’s sweet wine
Where will all this lead
Given enough time
The connection they share
Feelings which make you weep
Will never be forgotten
For their love runs that deep
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