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
It tiptoes in On summer sandals Over retreating tides Down leave-clogged channels October teases Of treats to come It tricks us whether Fall has begun But it cannot hide The chill in its air Or the game it plays Called Truth or Dare
Cornfield mazes Bushels of apples Crisp Fall nights White wooden chapels Aged cheddar cheese Flannel shirts Grazing cows Roads made of dirt Freshly brewed coffee Stargazing at night Pumpkin patches Leaves turn bright Days grow shorter Geese take flight
I watched the leaves Fall like rain A sprinkle A shower They spattered The ground Before pooling In technicolor Puddles A bowl of promises Yet to come
The morning birds sing A song I’ve longed to hear A welcome, A farewell They sing this time of year A welcome to spring’s Saving grace A farewell to winter’s Scowling face The morning birds sing Under shifting skies As spring is born Of winter’s demise
Geese flew over Aligned in a V Rhythmically flapping Not one noticed me Staring up Mesmerized by the sight Knowing change came Each year they took flight As I paused To marvel at the geese They flew, one-by-one To the pond beneath Surrounded by leaves Golden with age They bathed in the glory Of… Read More Geese
A full harvest moon Will rise tonight On Friday the 13th The bats will take flight To search the orchard In the cool, dark air Where trees grow heavy With apples and pears On bent branches Above the pumpkin patch The bats swoop down For bugs to catch As calls of the wild Enliven… Read More Bleed into Shadow
I saw it today As I drove around A glimpse of autumn Colors I found … Gold and orange Rust and maroon… Signs the season Would be here soon Born of summer’s Carefree days Autumn dies trying To keep winter away And though it faces A losing fight Autumn never fails To bring delight… Read More Glimpse of Autumn
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
