Aren’t You Home Yet?
Every day
that you’ve been gone
has been a day
of dips and turns
and
topsy turvy
tumbles.
Only you can
set my world back
right side up.
I miss you so much. You are not at all the only one that struggles when vacation time comes. I just usually hide it so much better than I have this time around.
Engrossed Moments
Anther and filament
so delicately sweet
Petals
a whisper
light as a feather
and filled with color.
Sepal bits beneath
tight buds… and
and for a moment
you lose yourself
in a trillion flutters
from the smallest breeze.
Sometimes… you just need to find something to lose yourself in for a bit.
Today is one of those days.
The Last Stretch
Season’s end
yet still they strive
even as
the sunlight dies
Petals spread
to catch the rays
attracting bees
for a list minute snack
in hopes that
pollen will spread far
and spring will start
a brand new spark.
The Escape
Can’t we just
run away
and hide
in the tall grass,
making shapes
out of clouds
all day
and watching
the world
march on
while we play?
The Air Has Changed
Although
the heat remains
for just a bit longer
the flavor of the air
has made a definite
shift towards fall
with moisture
in the earth
and the musky odor
of decomposing leaves
hinted at
in each breath.
Multitasking
Unfortunately,
sometimes
there’s just
not enough
time in a day
to get
everything done
that you want to do
if you choose to
take each task
one thing at a time.
Miss Luna feels the same way sometimes, it would seem.
Twisting the Leaf 