Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Falling for Autumn

Daylight recedes and night lingers longer,
A lazy sun lowers her arc in the sky,
And summer relents on her brutal endeavors,
Yields to the softness of crisp autumn dew.
 
Earth tones of red and gold burst with a frenzy
Flooding the eye with bountiful treat.
The fresh chill of morning makes night covers snuggle
And daybreak awakens a bright orange hue.
 
Pity to those denied your sweet treasure,
Who never bear witness to your vibrant show,
Charting your change with chameleon candor,
Rushing the senses with visual bliss.
 
Signals of change as a new dawn announces
The turn of the term,
The passage of time.
I pray that in Heaven there still will be seasons
So all may find favor
In sweet autumn’s kiss.
 
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Monday, September 16, 2013

All Hallows Eve

Eerily, the shroud descends,
Veiled in mists of Hallows Eve,
As spirits amble in the mist
Reaching from their netherworld
To touch, to feel the naked flesh
Of those who walk and talk and breathe,
To feel the heartbeat of their blood,
A kinship to reality.
 
Children quake as darkness draws
A demon host from murky lair,
Ghouls and witches primed to scare,
Bats and black cats everywhere.
With mask and costume to disguise
They set out on their ghostly trek.
A trick they sport in lieu of treats
Belays the caution in their eyes.
 
All is magic,
Nothing planned
On Hallows Eve
When spirits rise.

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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Prom Night

Tuxedo Barons,
Belles of the ball,
Limousine luxury,
Sequins and glitter,
 
Streamers abound and
Ice sculptures drown
As young maidens flush
With their hearts all atwitter.
 
Painted eyes,
Starry skies,
Ripe for romance,
Couples sway to and fro,
Ready to dance.
 
Music streams,
Couples beam,
Passions ignite,
Memories born
On this magical night.
 
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Monday, September 02, 2013

Summers Come, Summers Go


Oh, how we ached in the chill of December
For the sultry swoon of summer’s days,
Where time is a turtle free of his shell
Floating soft on holiday.
 
And fragrant fields and meadows yield
A sensory boondogglement,
As air stands still upon the hill
And summer rains are heaven-sent.
 
Away you probing question marks.
Away you wicked doubts and fears.
How dare you bore upon my door
Now that summertime is here?
 
Tis only playful summer’s guests
Can enter here, can pound their chest
And dance the dance of folly’s fool
Until the sun sleeps in the west.
 
But even summer runs hers course
As autumn bites upon her nape,
And the turtle waits inside his shell
To taste the wine of summer’s grape.
 
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