Where the sunflowers grow Tall and strong And roosting birds Serenade in song From the giant Sycamore On the riverbank Under which I give my thanks With a sense of belonging And gratitude Knowing in my stillness And solitude I am one Soul, sight, and sound With all of the beautiful things
What’s underneath The blanket of leaves You may get a glimpse When the autumn breeze Swiftly blows Brushing some aside Revealing hidden places Where the critters hide In beds freshly made Of moss, nuts, and seeds The first for warmth The second two for feed The critters gather Arrange and prepare A winter resting place… Read More Beneath the Leaves
As we close the door on September Summer months we fondly remember: Pastel petals saluting the light Sun-soaked they welcome the night That soon overstays its welcome. Petals brown under filtered light Lacy clouds veil the moon at night Color shifts from the flowers To the tree’s open arms In a seasonal embrace We feel… Read More October’s Charm
If you were a flower What would you be? I’d be a wild one Born to be free Free to be wild As my nature says, I’ll be With deep enough roots To not be careless But still free Free to enjoy The company of wild ones Like me
If you haven’t heard There’s a new song It’s a song of inclusion Where all belong Where all blossom Beautiful and bright In response to the rain With respect to the light It’s sung by birds Percussion by bees Backing vocals By whispering breeze It’s playing on repeat If you care to hear But don’t… Read More Spring Sings
The pear tree grew heavy With much fruit to bear So, she lowered her branches In a gesture to share First came the deer Across the field, down the hill To savor the sweetness Until each had their fill Next came the crows Who filled up their beaks So, when they squawked Pear juice dribbled… Read More The Pear Tree
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
Where the flowers grow Wild and free I lose the world And find me Naturally What will be, will be
The sun dipped down Behind the trees That swayed and danced In time with the breeze Celebrating Another day’s end The flowers also cheered With a dip and a bend And when the sun saw The respect of them all She put on a show As she continued to fall Pink, orange, and purple Finally,… Read More Flame Red
The morning sings Of what’s to come Beginning low As a distant hum It fills the air It stirs the birds From their nests Sweet tweets are heard Songs of peace Songs of hope That help us heal That help us cope Today And again Tomorrow
Jessica M. Collette 
You must be logged in to post a comment.