A flock of robins Darted here and there Their controlled chaos In trees, in air Swirling and spiraling Grey, blue and red Chirping and peeping Was heard overhead Where juniper berries Hung heavy on trees The robins feasted In the late fall breeze One after the other They had their fill Whoosh All was calm… Read More Whoosh
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
With good intentions I give you a home Within this land Where you may grow Dig deep And flourish Upon this earth It is my hope The future Knows your worth As I gently tuck you In the dirt
My favorite tree Has been dropping her leaves It’s as if she too Feels the rampant unease So much unrest To hear and see Wildfires, floods Viral disease Still, she digs deep Deep into the ground Until what was lost Is once again found In the air, the dirt The churning sea A new leaf… Read More My Favorite Tree
Glass bottles Thrown from docks Burst under waves Break over rocks Rolled in the sea Tumbled by sand They run aground Back on dry land With edges buffed And shine frosted Glass once new Now worn and salted Ready to be found By a discerning soul Who’ll see someone’s trash As treasure to behold
I’ve seen a forest of daisies And it’s a magical place Where petals come together In a loving embrace It’s a place for dreamers Where hope comes alive Where spirits are lifted Without having to try It’s a place of potential Where purpose is found Where seeds once planted Breakthrough dry ground In a forest… Read More Forest of Daisies
Drops from heaven fall To swim in rivers below Together they go
Be with wildflowers Before they fade away Beneath the façade Of a frosty day ~ Crickets chirp And bask in balmy heat Joyously jumping Carefree and upbeat ~ Colorful petals Dried between pages Makes a sweet potpourri Worthy of sages ~ An eclectic fragrance From a botanical sea To warm frigid nights ‘til wildflowers, again… Read More Wildflowers
Two trees stood tall Brothers side-by-side At the edge of the field With no place to hide ~ One noticed changes All subtle at first Its leaves streaked in color Its roots a new thirst ~ But, the other found excuses Afraid of too much, too soon Noting, the air’s not cool enough And the… Read More Two Trees
Jessica M. Collette 
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