September Day
We watch summer Fadeaway Little by little Each September day As the cool air Filters in Before our eyes Fall begins
Tag: Poems
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
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
Sit and Spin
They say our fates Are written in the stars Yet the world on which We sit and spin Still turns Though our thoughts May wander
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
Soothing
Stress drowns In the trickling Cascading stream Of notes and melodies Spilling over stones Pooling in circles Ripple after ripple Soothing Our restless souls
Patrol and Protect
There are no secrets On Mulberry Street Thanks to the canines That cannot keep Their sensitive noses Out of neighborhood news They’re first to sniff out Visitors and clues A car that passes A knock on the door A rogue raccoon A package from the store It starts with one bark Soon followed by more… Read More Patrol and Protect
“It’s the End of Summer!”
In my family We have a little joke About a funny statement My dad once spoke In the summer heat On Independence Day My dad said his truth In his own quiet way “Well, that’s it,” He said with a straight face His now-famous words He cannot erase “It’s 4th of July, Summer’s officially OVER!”… Read More “It’s the End of Summer!”
Royal Jelly
Even the bees Are moving slower today In the hot, heavy air They slumber and stay Tucked inside A field of pastel petals Where the shade lives Their restless wings settle The flowers are still Their buzzing stops Water from the hose On the flowers drops Waking sleepy bees As they dream Of feeding royal… Read More Royal Jelly
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