The rains
passed around midnight
along with any
remnants of fall
Thirty degrees below normal this morning
Sky so blue
it hurts the eyes –
and windy
Outside the skylight
several birds soared. No
not birds. leaves – carried
above the treetops
tossing in the upper currents, while
sun glanced off their shapes to complete the illusion
The gutters and deck
are covered with leaves
jennywren nowhere to be seen
God’s laughter.
Je vois une femme mais, I cannot see what she sees (sitting alone dans le jardin)…
At first a few leaves lay scattered on the ground but by Wednesday whole yards were covered Lawns returned to green only when weekend gardeners shredded and swept the interlopers It is early August, yet the Tulip Poplar doesn’t care Years ago, its broad yellow leaf intrigued me, as reaching between the Manual of Woody…
Eden sacred ancient sanctuary vines climb through mist to the blue light and explode into exotic summer Beneath the earth shines with winter frost Peace
December had barely finished spelling out its name, yet huge, wet snowflakes silently …
No sooner had the calendar turned its page to December then God spread His blanket across the eastern half of the continent. Pre-empting deck the halls and fa-la-la, deer stayed in their thickets and geese fell silent. Caught by surprise littlejennywren darted from her berth ‘neath the boat cover and chattered incessantly at our back…
Didn’t understand but listened built an ark loaded animals two by two Cold, wet smelly, nauseating crowded, stifling drifting, drifting day after day, two by two Rain stopped water receded everyone disembarked slowly life began again Seeds and flowers sun and rain nurturing and time to grow Two by two As we reach the shores…