Autumn Eyes
It was as if the sun Reached down With her glorious rays And blessed them all This October day Transforming the trees With a golden glow A magical glimmer Together they shimmer For all who have Autumn eyes To see
Tag: Rhyme
The Season of Gathering
The season of gathering Has begun Squirrels collect acorns One by one Leaves drift Alone to the ground One by one Until they are found Coyotes howl From separate hills One by One They grow quiet and still As thoughts swirl In our busy heads One by one We dream instead Of all that we’ll… Read More The Season of Gathering
Dear October
At your beginning, October, You’re subtle and nice Giving us apple pies And pumpkin spice Colorful leaves adrift On autumn dreams By your end, though, October You’re a scream You’re not as innocent As once you seemed You’re shadows and spiders Fog and moonlight Will you trick or treat us On Halloween night?
In Harmony
She wears a flower Behind her ear So, a song of summer She will hear As she gathers leaves Born of autumn She holds on tightly So they’re not forgotten When a snowflake falls To tickle her nose When the blooms of spring Rise from below These days, too, Will come and go She wears… Read More In Harmony
Perfect Days
Perfect days are meant To be bottled and saved Uncorked and savored On less-perfect days On days that need brightening In every way They will bless us with colors That with us will stay To uplift our spirits On those less-perfect days
What Can We Learn
What can we learn From the wind, the rain? Our troubles are transient As is our pain What can we learn From the moon, the sun? When one day has ended A new day’s begun What can we learn From the changing seasons We all have a place, A time and a reason
The Water’s Fine
“Dip your toe in. The water’s fine.” Their sailboat drifted further from the coastline With a splash, he dove and quickly disappeared Swallowed up by the waves as she nervously peered Into the deep, dark churning abyss Suddenly, he resurfaced for a salty kiss His lips tasted of the sea, luring her in First, she… Read More The Water’s Fine
Where the Butterflies Fly
Down in the valley Where the butterflies fly The vibe is easygoing Nobody asks why Why are we here? Where are we going? What’s it all mean? Are the answers worth knowing? No questions No answers No wasted breath given As the butterflies fly It’s the good life They’re livin’
Smiling at You
Snapshots of 4th of July
Hot dogs Tank tops Potato chips Flip-flops Convertibles Catchy tunes Splish splash Chill afternoon Sizzlin’ grill Setting sun Fireworks Flash in the sky Snapshots of 4th of July
Jessica M. Collette 
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