Wednesday, November 16, 2022

Of Which We Dream

 

-------Of Which We Dream-------

 

I can see the snow

that is soon 

to come

 

Falling now

atop the mountains.

 

The future 

can feel

so far away

 

And yet

in some ways near

 

In the dreams we dream

and moves 

we make

 

Toward 

the world

we long to live in.

 

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Wednesday, November 9, 2022

Lay to Sleep

 

-------Lay to Sleep-------

 

Soon 

the snow 

is going to come

 

And lay to sleep 

the garden

 

A blanket 

upon 

the resting child

 

Of all that we 

have planted

 

Every seed 

and sprout,

root and tree

 

Nothing more

now we can do

 

But hold 

their light 

til Spring.

 

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Wednesday, November 2, 2022

Cover Crop

 

-------Cover Crop-------

 

The cover crops 

are growing

 

Like weeds that we have planted

 

Tending 

the wound

 

That is uncovered ground

 

With roots

and leaves

 

Who hold the green

 

Through the dark

between

 

Til spring.

 

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Thursday, October 27, 2022

Burdock

 

-------Burdock-------

 

Stuck to me 

like a burdock burr

 

Is a stubborn faith 

in people.

 

The most prickly 

among us even

 

Have a taproot stretching 

deep into the earth

 

Into a time

of ancestors and children

 

Where wonder 

still resides

 

And the faith 

inside me lies

 

That a taste of this 

need only be remembered

 

For so much

in this world to change.

 

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Thursday, October 20, 2022

Amber

 

-------Amber-------

 

The flowers are gone now

but their smiles

still remain

 

In the medicines 

we made

when the moon was full,

 

In the honey's

amber

and the winter squash

 

All holding

the light 

until spring.

 

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Thursday, October 13, 2022

Showing Off

 

-------Showing Off-------

 

I am 

not shy with the woods

 

Nor afraid 

to be myself

 

Especially in Autumn

 

When everyone,

it seems,

 

Is showing off 

their finest colors.

 

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Thursday, October 6, 2022

Inner Truth

 

-------Inner Truth-------

 

Change me, Autumn,

like you change the leaves

 

And the flowers 

into fruit

beholding seeds.

 

Remind again

to be humble

 

And to forgive

 

Like the leaves 

forgive

 

The green 

that is the pride 

I carry

 

To the burgundy

and gold within.

 

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