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
Leaves fall Like candy-coated rain In a carnival of colors As the seasons’ change Transient, unexpected Never the same
We watch summer Fadeaway Little by little Each September day As the cool air Filters in Before our eyes Fall begins
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
The Harvest Moon’s Warm white glow Illuminates The hills below Where meadows roll Under Jasmine flowers Whose perfume inspires And empowers The stargazers The moon bathers The stillness shakers The dream chasers The wonder seekers Who refuse to give up Choosing instead To simply look up
Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky
Tree buds red and plump Reach for skies clear and blue At last spring’s breakthrough
She caught herself staring At a desolate tree Peeling bark and leafless branches Reaching Into the cold Crystal blue sky Where puffy clouds floated Aloofly by Unaware of its reach For something Nothing Anything at all She caught herself staring At a cardinal Just starting to sing And found a lifeline Between Fall and spring
Where have all The flowers gone? They’re lost for now Beneath the ground In the dark Their bulbs now sleep Finding rest While buried deep Finding strength For what’s to come Awakened petals Reach for the sun Hope springs eternal Winter’s done
November’s golden embers Grow dimmer by the day Faded and fallen Never long to stay Never ones to say goodbye Just gone for good one day Though we wish to hold on That is November’s way
Jessica M. Collette 
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