In Between Life Anew

The chill of a season hangs on in breath While the earth underneath awaits its death There are calls of life anew underneath As chorus frogs wait in a shrubland heath A taste of spring willingly comes and goes Warm breezes, fresh unsoiled air wafts like prose Then winter returns from clouds filled with snow Gray skies appear in silver ink shadow In time, the month of earth’s change comes along Geese and crane return, noting robin’s song Too earlyRead more

#SoCS: A Day Such as This

I aspire to a day such as this When blue meets blue and autumn is barely kicking When the geese aren’t sure if they’re supposed to stay or go When a summer-like breeze mixes with a waft of fallen leaves And Mother Nature spares us from her killing frost I am inspired on a day such as this To hop on a bicycle and ride ’til it hurts To follow a trail littered with leaves and invisible footprints To breatheRead more

It is Near

The smells, the color, the coolness of fall is near. I don’t feel it today because it is well into the 80’s and humid. It’s been this way since Monday and not expected to let up until Sunday or Monday. Summer is keeping a tight grip, refusing to let go. I welcome it, although it’s meant that the windows are closed and the A/C runs 24/7. But that doesn’t keep mother nature’s fall from turning Queen Ann’s Lace into dried-upRead more