October 20th, 2014
~
Letting go
always the
hardest way
to show
your love
#2
~
Memories
~
Tugged in a hidey hole
by his wily feral mum
found by our curious
short legged dachsie
always ferreting around
finding treasure for us
~
He was lifted to the light
blinking~gazing up at us
with wise yellow eyes
tailless~what a surprise
a rumpie not even a stump
just a round furry tuft
~
Long legged~full of spirit
he wiggled his way deeply
into our very hearts
blessing our everyday life
for nearly eighteen years
today we said Good Bye
~
May we meet again
on the other side
you dear sweet boy
we shall keep you close
to our hearts always
alive in our memories
***
October 21st, 2014
~
Glorious sunrise
skies dabbled
with hot pink flocks
of drifting sheep
birds sing joyful songs
sun spills it's golden light
across the morning garden
beauty fills our senses
life goes on~bringing joy
even in our sadness
October 22nd, 2014
~
Opening my eyes at dawn's first light
solemn golden eyes gaze down on me
unblinking~am I sleeping~dreaming
of silvery snowy owls~reaching up
my hand finds not feathers but fur
at my touch rumbling purr spills forth
silvery head sporting pointed ears
pushes deep into my offered hand
Siegfried the silver tabby~no owl
wanting to know if it's time to eat
October 23rd, 2014
~
Glowing warmly
brightening this rainy day
elegant velvet gown
adorned with diamonds
~
Vivid treasure found
tucked in a quiet corner
late year blossoms
Autumn's gift to us
October 24th, 2014
~
Once again the grass is green
deep~lush~up to our ankles
well behaved grasses are here
wild wonderful weeds as well
~
Banished in most yards
but welcomed in ours
why aim for perfection
let nature reign in splendor
~
Let these wild things thrive
let them set wondrous heads
waving on long elegant stems
seeded heads bowed in prayer
~
Hoping to complete their cycle
before the mower strikes
we wait patiently until it's time
to mow~sowing the ripened seeds
***
October 25th, 2014
~
When the flow of words
slows to a trickle
are we really out of words
or is the opposite true
are there so many
trying to spill forth
they dam the flow
like a busy beaver
slowing the stream
yet behind the dam
miraculous transformation
takes place new worlds form
new habitats emerge
life burst forth and flourishes
are we merely beavering away
our treasured hoard of words
allowing them to grow
creating new worlds
changing our inner
landscape~enriching it
until the time is right?
October 26th, 2014
~
7WS
~
First golden glow
hurry winter
is coming
***
Hoping the bounty
ripens before
first frost comes
coldly robbing us
of this last warm
memory of summer
***
October 21st, 2014
~
Glorious sunrise
skies dabbled
with hot pink flocks
of drifting sheep
birds sing joyful songs
sun spills it's golden light
across the morning garden
beauty fills our senses
life goes on~bringing joy
even in our sadness
October 22nd, 2014
~
Opening my eyes at dawn's first light
solemn golden eyes gaze down on me
unblinking~am I sleeping~dreaming
of silvery snowy owls~reaching up
my hand finds not feathers but fur
at my touch rumbling purr spills forth
silvery head sporting pointed ears
pushes deep into my offered hand
Siegfried the silver tabby~no owl
wanting to know if it's time to eat
October 23rd, 2014
~
Glowing warmly
brightening this rainy day
elegant velvet gown
adorned with diamonds
~
Vivid treasure found
tucked in a quiet corner
late year blossoms
Autumn's gift to us
October 24th, 2014
~
Once again the grass is green
deep~lush~up to our ankles
well behaved grasses are here
wild wonderful weeds as well
~
Banished in most yards
but welcomed in ours
why aim for perfection
let nature reign in splendor
~
Let these wild things thrive
let them set wondrous heads
waving on long elegant stems
seeded heads bowed in prayer
~
Hoping to complete their cycle
before the mower strikes
we wait patiently until it's time
to mow~sowing the ripened seeds
***
October 25th, 2014
~
When the flow of words
slows to a trickle
are we really out of words
or is the opposite true
are there so many
trying to spill forth
they dam the flow
like a busy beaver
slowing the stream
yet behind the dam
miraculous transformation
takes place new worlds form
new habitats emerge
life burst forth and flourishes
are we merely beavering away
our treasured hoard of words
allowing them to grow
creating new worlds
changing our inner
landscape~enriching it
until the time is right?
October 26th, 2014
~
7WS
~
First golden glow
hurry winter
is coming
***
Hoping the bounty
ripens before
first frost comes
coldly robbing us
of this last warm
memory of summer
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