Stained Glass Leaves
Sun, low and bright Peeks through the trees A glimpse into autumn Through stained glass leaves
Tag: seasons
Touch of Color
Autumn’s anointed A few chosen ones With a touch of color On her favorite sons On her dearest daughters She’s honored them, too With the rarest of tones With the richest of hues With their touch of color They honor Her, too Standing tall in late summer Against the sky so blue
Season of the Squirrel
“We’re nutty for nuts If you haven’t heard Or seen our antics It’s not about the birds It’s the Season of the Squirrel And we’re not going anywhere We’re busy gathering And we’re not about to share The acorns are falling And it’s first-come, first-served So, if you happen to be driving Please don’t forget… Read More Season of the Squirrel
Spring Fling
The magnolia tree is wearing Her festive party blooms The pear tree is planning On producing her pears soon The songbirds are staying busy Finding grass and twigs for nests The bunnies are hop, hop, hopping When, oh when, will those bunnies rest? Not until the party’s over Not before the season’s done The celebration’s… Read More Spring Fling
A Song of Hope
Spring sings A song of hope That in the beginning The Composer wrote With notes of wonder Bars of love Percussion from Raindrops above Backing vocals From feathered friends A masterpiece Beginning to end
The Magic of Nuance
October’s Blessings Yellow, orange, red Will rain down upon us In the days ahead Gentle reminders The more things change The more they stay the same But, through the magic of nuance The promise of new remains
Lessons Learned in a Garden
For all, there is a purpose Change is necessary Better days are coming It’s a cozy home for fairies A food source for bees A tranquil place of rest Where thoughts are cultivated Sown and confessed Blooming into flowers If just for their season With seeds to dry and keep ‘til the next go around
Eve of Spring
Moonbeams shine On the Eve of Spring Highlighting the pond Where the peepers sing Songs of hope For warmer days Songs of welcome To with us stay Through the transition The seasonal shift Flowers emerge As Spring’s first gift
November’s Path
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
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
Jessica M. Collette 
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