Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Jack the Nipper

He descended from the night sky on threads of ice crystals
anchored by the waning moons tip, sliding silently to earth.
Withdrawing his brush as a warrior would his sword
he struck hard and fast painting frost upon the garden.
No one could deny his intent, and that was to destroy life
on an autumns night when all were tucked safely asleep.
They had no strength to fight, drained of warmth and sun,
death was inevitable this night as Jack the Nipper laid waste.
Booo !

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Autumns Chill

Air is damp this night as a cold rain falls,
I should turn the furnace on to warm the house
but and there’s always a but this time of year
I want to breathe fresh air, with windows open.

Toss another blankie on the bed I say to meself
to ward off the chill, even though socks are warming
under a pile of quilts already laid upon the bed,
note to self, seek out the Egyptian cotton linens.

I putter about seeking the fleece pajamas
needing to but not wanting too because it’s too early
this October, much too early to be bundling up
against the chill of summer sheets in a cold bed.

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Paco strums in shadows

Paco De Lucia strums
on a sunny autumn day as
crickets follow his rhythm
with their chorus of castanet’s
while nimble fingers play
in the shadows of
running deer, soaring eagles
in the late day sun. 

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Dusk - Haiku

light fades into dusk
translucent foliage
glows in the garden