Guardians of the Land
Spooky Season Poem… Read More Guardians of the Land
Tag: New England
The Heron
At the water’s edge Hidden in the reeds A heron stood Ready to feed Barely noticeable Blended and still Waiting With power and will For passersby Both fish and I To swim and walk With blinded eyes To meet our fates At the water’s edge My path curved right As the heron fed On ill-fated… Read More The Heron
Fish Fry
I explored the ocean In an unlikely boat Red-checkered, tissue-lined A cardboard vessel of the sea Where fish was battered Dipped once, fried twice In oil that splattered On the fish fry presented to me Perfectly golden Fish and sun On that day Were my gifts from the sea
Tire Treads and Human Feet
The newly fallen snow Has secrets to tell About the critter’s paths They have taken since it fell Deer loved the pines Their tracks circled there Under bushes and feeders Birds had seeds to share A family of bunnies Hopped around in the snow Straight to the neighbor The housecat prints go But if you’re… Read More Tire Treads and Human Feet
Curious Seagull
A curious seagull Down at the shore Slowly strutted over And was hard to ignore Did he stop to eavesdrop Or did he have something to say Was he merely hoping To share a doughboy that day It was probably the food It usually is The curious seagull Thought the doughboy was his But his… Read More Curious Seagull
A Calculated Guess
The snow is coming Or so they say, “Maybe tomorrow, Or another day.” A calculated guess Is as good as it gets When the meteorologist says, “You may just get wet!” Sun, rain, or snow “There’s a chance of black ice!” A little more certainty Sure would be nice But unpredictability Is what New Englanders… Read More A Calculated Guess
Salty Water
Ocean is calling To sons and daughters It’s time to return To salty water Where toes are warmed In sun-drenched sand And castles are built By creative hands Cleansed and cooled By the rising tide Where schools of fishes Gather, swim, and hide From sons and daughters Who’ve come to play In the salty water… Read More Salty Water
Spins with Ease
Instead of flying south Puff up your feathers In the everchanging New England weather ~ Whether a duckling Or a goose who’s old A merry heart Stays warm in the cold ~ Enduring through The harshest wintry freeze Until spring comes in As the gentlest breeze ~ Warming the metal ‘til it spins with ease
Luminescent
Whispering winds So soft and so sweet Lull the leaves And plume grass to sleep ~ To dream of autumn’s Shortening days With crisp fall nights To set the leaves ablaze ~ Matching the color Of the setting sun With an orange glow Dusk has begun ~ The transition from day To the dark of… Read More Luminescent
Harvest
Change happens slowly But just wait and see How beautifully sweet The harvest will be
Jessica M. Collette 
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