Fly
I saw a piece of paper Flat and uninspired I folded it with creases Until my fingers tired I shaped it I named it I kissed it goodbye In my imagination I watched it fly
Author: Jess M. Collette
I live in Rhode Island with my husband Joe and our rescue dog Callie. I love to create and write, drawing inspiration from real life, spirituality, and nature. It is my hope that my stories provide a little bit of sunshine in the lives of those who read them. For additional information and to view original (and oftentimes whimsical) content, please visit www.jessicamcollette.com.
Golden
As the weather grewDarker and colderThe new buds of springIn autumn were olderGoldenAs an aged wedding ringSmoke signals roseVeiled and thinLike the Farmer’s AlmanacThat said, winter would beginWhen the first snowflakeDelicate and whiteBecame an omenOf frostbiteThe farmer shiveredAt the thoughtHe stoked the fireUntil red hotA golden fluffballPurred on his lapThe farmer and kittyShared a catnap… Read More Golden
No Soliciting
The rain tap, tap, taps “Is anybody home?” Dampening the sign Securely taped to the door No Soliciting It brazenly ignores
Chill
Cornstalk scarecrows Guard pumpkin patches We get scared at the sound Of screeching door latches That seemingly move By themselves on the barn Where ghosts made from sheets Hang from frayed yarn They spin in the wind Disturbing the night Our eyes grow large At the spooky sight We check what we’re seeing Blinking twice… Read More Chill
September Day
We watch summer Fadeaway Little by little Each September day As the cool air Filters in Before our eyes Fall begins
Pluck
If we could Pluck hurt feelings Like weeds from a garden And fill those tender spots With what will one day bloom What a beautiful soul We would be
In This Moment
In this moment Between future and past Breathe deeply Making each moment last Notice the nuance The changing season brings Hear the migrant birds Passing through sing Watch the sunset paint The early evening sky Smell the flowers That feed the faded butterfly Marvel at the trees Dressed in autumn’s colors Admire the old couple… Read More In This Moment
Sun and Cloud
Harvest Moon
The Harvest Moon’s Warm white glow Illuminates The hills below Where meadows roll Under Jasmine flowers Whose perfume inspires And empowers The stargazers The moon bathers The stillness shakers The dream chasers The wonder seekers Who refuse to give up Choosing instead To simply look up
Cutest Pumpkin
Though the garden shows signs Of slowing down Between the drooping leaves There’s color in the brown A few red tomatoes Waiting to be picked A green cucumber Dangling from a stick But the prize right now Sitting pretty on the ground Is the cutest pumpkin Just waiting to be found Sweet, petite, and orange… Read More Cutest Pumpkin
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