Autumnal Colors

 

This autumn has been difficult for me as the doctors keep changing medications to prevent migraines and manage the symptoms of other ailments. There are days when I fell tempted to give up. Then poems like these come out of no where to flow from my pen onto the paper. Or I look up and my breath is taken away by the colorful landscape. I scrape myself together to move through another day.



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Written 10/1/12

 

Autumnal stumbles

Leaves fall and fly

the harvest moon enteres

to dance int he sky

 

I join the dance

of colors and dying

prepare a warm bed

to make ready for devining

 

Let the dreams come

in the dark cold night

color my writing

with visions of delight

 

 

 

 

Written 10/18/12

 

Winter starts a slow motion descent

called Autumn

All of nature hears the approach

and prepares

We are not foolish

We see the colorful signs

We stack the wood

We gather our wools

We preserve our foods

We pack our pantry

We harken our animals come in

We do not like the shiver

We cannot abide the hunger

We snuggle in deep and wait

We wait for the sun to feel warm again

We wait for the color parade to begin again

As summer starts a slow motion ascent

called Spring

all of nature shuffles off the cold

We reawaken and emerge

into a new world