October 1st, 2013
~
Tousled heads
next year's promise
ready to launch
***
October 2nd, 2013
~
Quiet day~ home alone~peaceful
golden October rays
spill like honey across the yard
October 3rd, 2013
~
The horror of it all~how could you?
And now to shame me in this way
I shall not look you in the eye
for if I don't they will not see me~will they?
When you least expect it~I shall dive
deep into the dark sacred dog space
under the table and tear this monster off!!
***
October 4th, 2013
~
Gossamer webs~caught in the branches of the Hawthorne
baby spiders taking to the air ~testing their skills
berries slowly turning from bright orange to deepest red
Old Crone's summer is upon us bringing warm days and cool nights
silvered threads everywhere~glittering in the warm sun
we savor each day of this golden fruitful season
soaking up the blessed heat taking it into our hearts and soul
storing it carefully~ mindful of the beauty of the season
soon winter will come with howling storms and driving rain
but not yet~the weeks ahead will nourish us~prepare us
and see us through the dark season of rest and renewal
October 5th, 2013
~
SWS
~
Sensing change
first ferns
unfurl bravely
October 2nd, 2013
~
Quiet day~ home alone~peaceful
golden October rays
spill like honey across the yard
October 3rd, 2013
~
The horror of it all~how could you?
And now to shame me in this way
I shall not look you in the eye
for if I don't they will not see me~will they?
When you least expect it~I shall dive
deep into the dark sacred dog space
under the table and tear this monster off!!
***
October 4th, 2013
~
Gossamer webs~caught in the branches of the Hawthorne
baby spiders taking to the air ~testing their skills
berries slowly turning from bright orange to deepest red
Old Crone's summer is upon us bringing warm days and cool nights
silvered threads everywhere~glittering in the warm sun
we savor each day of this golden fruitful season
soaking up the blessed heat taking it into our hearts and soul
storing it carefully~ mindful of the beauty of the season
soon winter will come with howling storms and driving rain
but not yet~the weeks ahead will nourish us~prepare us
and see us through the dark season of rest and renewal
October 5th, 2013
~
SWS
~
Sensing change
first ferns
unfurl bravely
***
October 6th, 2013
~
We rarely make our way to town at night
but last night we decided to head out for a bite
What a different place our valley is at twilight
lovely shades of mauve, lavender and gilded apricot
gently smudged as if a celestial finger blended it just so
muted colors settling on the mountain ranges at that time of day
the endless cattle ranges along the way take on a new look
bright tawny pastures gentled by the failing light
inky outlines of trees~ etched against the evening sky
as is Great Horned Owl~sitting on a line~ peering down
ready for the night's hunt~such a thrill to see her there
even the power lines ~stretching as far as the eye can see
take on a more artistic look~black pieces of sculpture
dot the landscape~arranged as if by giant's hands
~
We have our evening meal at our favorite Mexican place
the interior brightly lit ~filled with cheerful patrons enjoying their night
laughter and voices echo through the space~along with clattering dishes
tempting smells drift past ~ we make our choice and place our order
Camarones ~lovely shrimp dishes~one spicy~one creamy~both delicious
Sated we head home~ once again crossing the open prairie
now looking different yet~our headlights carving a wide river of light
the truck leaning into the curves~carrying us homeward
we navigate along fences~highlighted briefly as we pass
and above the endless deep velvet sky~awash in stars
the Milky Way a wide meandering river of light spills across
back home again we wander for a bit~still looking up
then headed in~chilled by the autumn air~ready to curl up
Sinking into bed~book in hand~ reading myself to sleep
October 6th, 2013
~
We rarely make our way to town at night
but last night we decided to head out for a bite
What a different place our valley is at twilight
lovely shades of mauve, lavender and gilded apricot
gently smudged as if a celestial finger blended it just so
muted colors settling on the mountain ranges at that time of day
the endless cattle ranges along the way take on a new look
bright tawny pastures gentled by the failing light
inky outlines of trees~ etched against the evening sky
as is Great Horned Owl~sitting on a line~ peering down
ready for the night's hunt~such a thrill to see her there
even the power lines ~stretching as far as the eye can see
take on a more artistic look~black pieces of sculpture
dot the landscape~arranged as if by giant's hands
~
We have our evening meal at our favorite Mexican place
the interior brightly lit ~filled with cheerful patrons enjoying their night
laughter and voices echo through the space~along with clattering dishes
tempting smells drift past ~ we make our choice and place our order
Camarones ~lovely shrimp dishes~one spicy~one creamy~both delicious
Sated we head home~ once again crossing the open prairie
now looking different yet~our headlights carving a wide river of light
the truck leaning into the curves~carrying us homeward
we navigate along fences~highlighted briefly as we pass
and above the endless deep velvet sky~awash in stars
the Milky Way a wide meandering river of light spills across
back home again we wander for a bit~still looking up
then headed in~chilled by the autumn air~ready to curl up
Sinking into bed~book in hand~ reading myself to sleep
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