Snow days Are like snow globes For us folks stuck inside Shake us up to see Where all our secrets hide Some of us will snack And watch a favorite show Some of us will huddle In front of the fire’s glow Some of us will sleep The snowy day away Some of us will… Read More Snow Days and Snow Globes
Where, oh where, Have the flowers gone With their beautiful petals Brightening each day’s dawn Do they head south Like many birds do Diving deep underground From once they grew Do they perfume the dirt With a promise of spring Their mere scent A glimpse of better days brings Blossoms and blooms Fragrant and free… Read More Floral Migration
Have you ever really looked At a Christmas Tree And truly seen All there is to see The vibrance that comes From individual lights A glittery ornament Shiny and bright A special trinket Generations old A humble quote Neither flashy nor bold A warm feeling That wells up inside Reminding your spirit Christmas Magic resides… Read More Christmas Magic
Baby The world is cold And getting colder So, wrap yourself up From toes to shoulders With your favorite blanket Find comfort for a bit When life is heavy And you’re ready to quit Swaddle yourself With love and care Close your eyes Send up a prayer Breathe in deep As you fall asleep Baby
The sceneTo look, to find, to rewindThe movieTo view, to feel, to replayThe reelTo scan, to spy, to realizeThe photoOnce moving, breathing, flyingWas never meant to beStill
I’m Thomas T. Turkey In case you didn’t know In the Macy’s Parade I always steal the show Maybe it’s my charisma My Pilgrim hat and feathers Or because I show up No matter the weather So, come on down Y’all should tune in To the Thanksgiving Parade Where I’ll bobble and spin Wink and… Read More It’s Thomas T. Turkey Day
October reaches out with Boney fingers Click, click, click The tapping lingers With chills running Up and down A nervous smile A frightful frown Culminating in Trick or treat Click, click, click Go boney feet To return to their place Of eternal sleep Until October cracks open The lid again
Sun, low and bright Peeks through the trees A glimpse into autumn Through stained glass leaves
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
Did you know corn, beans, and squash are called the “Three Sisters”? This cute poem is about the beneficial gardening technique known as the Three Sisters.… Read More Three Sisters in a Garden
Jessica M. Collette 
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