Summer Songs

October 13, 2008

bread crumbs on the ground
and worms,
sticks, twigs and straw.
eggs in the spring
summer songs
autumn wings.

Changing Leaves

October 6, 2008

people gather from miles distance
to watch beautiful things die, 
i’ll admit — 
the hills do possess a certain elegance
as the leaves change
from their sunlight suffocation,
but they are so much more beautiful
when they are green and lush,
when they live and wave with youthful
spring,  when they course and shade
and turn the raindrops away.

The Stony Shore

September 21, 2008

i visit the stony shore
where the daisies are
like little crowned kings
standing in the mud
left soft and rank
by summer floods; 
not unlike they
i’m watching the seasons sway:
summer’s gone pink
and headed west
with autumn on its heels,
soon the river will be frozen
and their kingdom made of ice,
but the lords of the shore
show little concern,
possessing patience i have yet to learn.