We Won't Give Up (a poem)

We Won't Give Up

Written October 26th, 2011

The forest glows with color

Filling our eyes with vibrant yellows

The air around us full of cascading leaves

Our laughter rises with the soft earth aromas

A sweet misty rain falls upon us

Racing through the trees

We burst into our awaiting refuge

Before we turn blue and freeze

The house creaks beneath our feet

Our delighted chatter echoes down the halls

The smell of old books fills the rooms

Paintings of summer cover the walls

A friendly warmth spreads and glows

Encompassing our hearts

And chasing the frost from the windows

Late at night on the porch

A chill wind flies

And the lake kisses the shore

Whispering of love and hope

The trees sigh softly as the sleep

Swaying contentedly in their dreams

The moon climbs higher

On the lake surface her lovely face gleams

The Ice Tyrant (a poem)

The Ice Tyrant

Written October 5th, 2011

The mighty trees burst into flames
Their last stand as forest warriors
Against the sweeping shadows cast by the Ice Queen
Leaves of ember rain upon the ground
And a vibrant wildfire spreads abound
Across the rolling, tumbling hills
Reaching the distant glowing horizon
The warriors crash like a firework meteor
Lighting up the world before descending into brown

Waiting on the Shore (a poem)

Waiting on the Shore

Written October 1st, 2011

Icy September water

Sighs softly as it kisses the shore

Pitch black from the touch

Of a tense, starless night

The water swirls, rolling, undulating,

Lapping at my feet

A breeze rushes by

Lifting and tossing my hair

So it can touch my neck;

Soft, exposed, and vulnerable

Leaving a sinister whisper in my ears

A secret I can’t quite decipher

Fade Away (a poem)

Fade Away

Written September 24th, 2011

Summer fades away

Carried off by a sweeping breeze

That sparks a tingling on my skin

And stirs a strange sensation within

The world's bright menagerie of colors

Age and descend into shades of umber

The morning air nips and the forest falls silent

As though everything is easing into slumber

I stand here and watch it all

With a weary sigh

Crumble to ash and fall

I can see the time passing by

Frozen Mornings (a poem)

Frozen Mornings

Written September 18th, 2011

The house retains a serpentine chill

That slithers down into the bones

It seeps out from the stone walls

And up through the icy wooden floors

That sting defenseless bare feet

We emerge from our sleep weary and worn

As though we never slept at all

Our knuckles swollen and slow

Inflated from the serpentine cold

We hide away beneath warm blankets

And pretend we never woke

Cycles of Change (a poem)

Cycles of Change

Written September 17th, 2011

We continue to spin around this star

Time rolls on

And makes us who we are

There’s this chill settling in the air

Reaching in to embrace my bones

And a whimsical breeze tosses my hair

As it whispers cold sinister secrets

There are crows dancing in our streets

And the ones who regret their lives

Look on with wide eyes of fear

They aren’t ready to die, not now, not here

There are crystals in my lungs

As I inhale the glass in the air

A layer of frost prickles my tongue

Everything is changing again

Leaf Raking (a poem)

Leaf Raking

Swish Swish

A pile of red brown orange yellow

Gathers at my feet

I smell the crisp autumn odor

Wafting up from the ground

It’s not too hot

Not too cold

I can remember so easy now

Frolicking in leaf piles

As a child with my dog

So I do this chore happily

Because in my state of childhood abandon,

It’s so easy to forget

My adulthood sorrows