One day very soon We’ll say Trick or Treat Hold out our hands Hoping for a favorite sweet Do you wish for Hershey’s Kisses A chocolate bar crispy or smooth Or is it peanut butter cups Made by Reese’s that you’d choose Rainbow colored Skittles Are a treat on Halloween As are Jolly Ranchers In… Read More Trick or Treat Sweets
The pear tree grew heavy With much fruit to bear So, she lowered her branches In a gesture to share First came the deer Across the field, down the hill To savor the sweetness Until each had their fill Next came the crows Who filled up their beaks So, when they squawked Pear juice dribbled… Read More The Pear Tree
Leaves fall Like candy-coated rain In a carnival of colors As the seasons’ change Transient, unexpected Never the same
I saw a piece of paper Flat and uninspired I folded it with creases Until my fingers tired I shaped it I named it I kissed it goodbye In my imagination I watched it fly
Cornstalk scarecrows Guard pumpkin patches We get scared at the sound Of screeching door latches That seemingly move By themselves on the barn Where ghosts made from sheets Hang from frayed yarn They spin in the wind Disturbing the night Our eyes grow large At the spooky sight We check what we’re seeing Blinking twice… Read More Chill
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 sun dipped down Behind the trees That swayed and danced In time with the breeze Celebrating Another day’s end The flowers also cheered With a dip and a bend And when the sun saw The respect of them all She put on a show As she continued to fall Pink, orange, and purple Finally,… Read More Flame Red
Glass bottles Thrown from docks Burst under waves Break over rocks Rolled in the sea Tumbled by sand They run aground Back on dry land With edges buffed And shine frosted Glass once new Now worn and salted Ready to be found By a discerning soul Who’ll see someone’s trash As treasure to behold
Silently As we sleep In the dark of night They crawl and creep Up in the trees Beneath the ground In the air and dirt Is where they’re found But the worst of these Invade our beds Nightmares that live Inside our heads As we sleep Silently
I still wear a t-shirt From when I had a teen crush Born from America’s pastime Raised on the days of summer When a AAA player Chasing the Major Leagues Skillfully stretched To catch more than flyballs With all the ease of cotton Yet, inevitably Pinholes appeared In the fabric Of time and place Where… Read More Threadbare
Jessica M. Collette 
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