The olives and the ochres of withered blades,Of conkers and hazel all through the gladeDark evenings, too soon the clock going back,Squirrels secreting their nutty snacksA ring of fairies dancing on the lawn,Appearing in the early dawn The cool breeze br...
Life starts life ends. You can never revist the moment it all began. Pain and joy a temporary. Life is a path in which the destination is unknown. You stand you fall yet you will never remember it all. Destiny and destruction lay in your hands. Contempl...
Summer is now over onto fall We've now closed our pool Putting stuff away giving it our all The kids are now back to school The temperatures are still hot Colors on the leaves are changing Enjoying activities that we like a lot Summer memories are now fad...
It’s all so temporary. As days disappear on silent wings The patterns of cause and effect are rarely seen during the cyclical phases of life. Leaves fall and are swept away. The wind howls loudly on dusky days. And when the sun shines again -- as it did w...
Summer has left the resort town. The first of the cool winds has set in. Early show clouds are in the sky, producing cold rain and not snow. The once-thriving bushes are now bare brambles, never to bloom again until spring. The forest on the outskirts of...
I try to hold onto my hopes, dreams and desires. As the days grow shorter, and the nights longer, I find that sliver of hope that kept me going start to fade. I clutch my blanket around me tighter, ignoring the clock that says I must leave my bed. I ignor...
The brilliance of it shines pale grey-white like a seagull's feathers in the sea of black inky oil, giving her the only light there was. The leaves in hues of red and shades of brown, yellows and oranges as vibrant as a stoplight and as dim as the mucky s...
