How soothing are the gentle rains
of spring
a mesmerizing fall
a languid patter
fruitful clouds
they bring
sweet music to us all
Feathered divas sing their praise
to living
hope eternal rings
fat lazy drops of
heaven's tears
are giving
life their offerings
Ringing music fills the air
with green suspense
fresh miracle
of birth
As fragrant showers nurture there
I sense awakening
of the Earth
I see wild white roses
springing from the winter's freeze
From dead brown branches
blooms of gold and sapphire grace the trees
In the waning frigid light
auroras shimmer, dance on air
Lilting fairy laughter
gilds the frozen splendor there
Time in hybernation waits
shrouds of diamonds keep the earth
in suspended unreality
Nature's regal prelude
to the coming emerald birth
HARVEST
Now are gathered fruits of labor
summer's lushest bounty reap
from brimming vines once laden
prepare their limbs for winter's sleep
The slanting light more precious now
its warmth elusive- quick escaped
strange nights rimed with harvest chill
bare fields in pumpkin moonlight draped
Sleepy sunflowers hang their heads
exhausted by the summer's glory
and roses shed their ballroom gowns
for the telling of the autumn story
Cascades of leaves with whithered sighs
loose their hold on tired bough
indignant swirls like broken wings
on russet knee surrender now
All nature drawn within herself
prepares to weather harshest storm
surrounded by her harvest bounty
fruits of summer keep her warm
SHORTER DAYS AND CHANGING LEAVES
CRISP GOOD MORNINGS IN LONG SLEEVES
GRINNING PUMPKINS, FROSTY NIGHTS
AND FOOTBALL GAMES ARE FALL'S DELIGHTS
THE SCENT OF WOODFIRE, HONK OF GEESE
A LAST HURRAH 'FORE WINTER'S PEACE.
IN GRIM PARADE
WITH JAGGED SIGH
THE RIVER ICE
COMES FLOATING BY
LAST VESTIGES
OF WINTER'S GRIP
A MILLION SHARDS
OF CRYSTAL SHIPS
IN SILENT MARCH
TO WARMER SHORES
PATROL THE BANKS
OUTSIDE MY DOOR
ICEBERG TROOPS
ON DEATHWATCH FILE
ONWARD TO MEET
THEIR FINAL MILE
WITH RESTRAINED POWER
THE MASSIVE FLOES
CREAK SOUTHWARD
AS THE RIVER GOES.
A quiet easing
summer's end
cicada's song
and warm days
in heady blend
senses teasing
shadows
stretching long
as old Sol's rays
guide there
the undulating vees
of excited
winter geese
tired trees
prepare
for their last show
finest hours'
grand release
a passion play
the bees
in frantic desperation
drink to excess
from lush flowers
and they too
in their final throes
don fancy dress
parading
in full glory
with one last burst
it passes
slowly fading
summer's story
an angry swirling wind spins
the air in live confusion
a moving geographic plane
sucking out and gasping in
and I am snatched up fast
in some paisley delusion
of undulating life and death
demon's breath
spills the violent rain at last
stabbing like a knife deep into a vein
blinding flashes heavy pound
seem fraught with unholy inspiration
darkly mesmerizing
earthward slashes
horror wound
bound tight this night
in a swirling conflagration
this deepest swollen crucible
a terrorizing hell of sight and sound.
At water's edge, the Summer lingers
loathe to end the halcyon hours
lest some warmth slip through her fingers
yeilding soon to Autumn's powers
drunken bees meander lazy
songbirds call their last farewells
floating high on Summer's hazy
sunlight...fading fast the spell
sounds of industry emerge
to stock the Winter stores
gather fast... her final surge
'fore Summer fastens
tight her doors
