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

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