Colours of life

 

first flakes of snow

cling to leaves of red

tis a warning 

of winter soon to arrive,

for now I smile at the colours

the colours of life,

then soon sadness will descent

when colours fade into death

Field of Stars

 

I relish in their lights

this night of chill.

Oliver Schroer is reverberating

through my home

capturing the wonderment

of celestial life.

I miss our missives,

as I do so many lost friends

but the chorus of his violin

from an ancient sanctuary

provides me solace...

Shall we dance...

 

Shall we dance

you and I.

I see your

sideways glances

when we pass.

With lowered eyes,

are you reflecting

when we share

thoughts of life;

are you reflecting

on what could be

a peaceful life;

are you reflecting

on the now, the future,

our lives together.

You’ve made

your intentions known

and yet I waver,

are they for me

or an excuse

validating your

leaving someone else

for reasons known

only to yourself.

Shall we dance

you and I,

Shall we dance...

autumns coronation

autumns coronation has begun

as maple, walnut and oak

are crowned in gold, rubies and copper;

their patchwork cloaks are

donning slowly, the richness

of summer emerald greens

surrender to the alchemy of autumn,

exploding into vermilion, umber and citrine

completing their transformation

before they fade, fall and form

into botanical skeletons

before the freeze of winter

paints its dismal landscape 

puckered - haiku

 

puckered Hosta leaves

countless delicate stitches

in natures patterns