Spring River

Spring welcomes us home:a vivid splay of vibrant greensto warm the eyesand raise the hearts.The sliver of riveronce spied between the tangles of bare branchesnow blooms and overflowslike so many flowers along its bank.Sunlight stirs us on,beyond the hour we once huddled indoorsto bask in orange rays that skitteracross Earth’s surfacelong into the evening.We stayContinue reading “Spring River”

Wealth of Seasons

Apple pickingUnder sunshine andTurning over the garden– Utilizing the lastMismatched veggiesNeglected in the weedsWhistling winds andIcicles shimmeringNext to the doorways, under eaves,Turning to dripping puddles under sunlightEffervescent melodies, sung together, joyRememberedSoft blooms ofPetals dancing alongsideRivers playing,Inviting life.Nights grow shorter, daysGrow longer Sparklers twinkleUmbrellas wrinkle, packed away.MeltyMemories shared,Everyone thereRelaxing I wrote this poem for Wea’ve WrittenContinue reading “Wealth of Seasons”

Cyclical

Listening today under nature’s tapestry I sit quietly to catch autumn’s last whisper voiced in papery red leaves The path underfoot holds their laminous stories left behind until spring when we pull back the pages worn thin by winter’s thick glaze Deer tread the meadows summer’s birdsong now silenced Wild geese preen feathers and prepareContinue reading “Cyclical”

Crisp Earth

I cross the field’s crunching cornstalks, brittle limbs whispering in a gentle breeze. The shadows slant across tree branches, narrowing daylight into frangible bits. The packed dirt is crisp underfoot, damp with autumn rains and hardening overnight to cement today’s footsteps in frost-crusted morning light, memorialized in nature’s ephemeral season. This poem is in responseContinue reading “Crisp Earth”