Green Dreams
I want to be
where the
wild things are
and trees stand tall
against the sky
and there are
no streets
only rivers that flow
and the wind whispers
through leaves
with a sigh
with forest floor
spongy with moss
under bare feet
and bare back
while the sweet scent
of cedar
fills the senses
while I take
a short little nap
Transitions
October
kisses the skin
with cool breath
and sweet drops
of cold rain
interspersed
with beautiful
skyscapes
of clouds
interspersed
with peeking
hints
of blue
from summer’s end
Eclecticism
Halloween decor
has become
a thing
in my home
where they find
a spot to sit
and never again
do they roam
from meditative
skeleton
to a raven
on a perch
they linger past
october
to stay
throughout the year
Miss Luna
Attentive and sweet
she’s waiting for me
with ears perked
and listening
for the key to slide
into the lock
and turn
to announce
my arrival
and send her running
to say hello
and rush eagerly
to greet me
at the end of the rug
by my front door
Rainy Days
I am for you
and you for me
and together
we wander
from glacier stream
to forest glen
from mossy grove
to soft, soft sand
as water washes
between our toes
and bits of shell
tumble to and fro
while fingers catch
and lace with another
as we walk along
we belong together
The Battle
Little bursts
of positivity
shine like starlight
in the darkness
creating
a roadmap
to follow
one foot
in front of the other
as the struggle
to stay out
of the pit
lingers
and I fight my way
toward the light
Twisting the Leaf 