I think I am falling, Down a dark hole; No obvious stumble, Yet here I go. No spark of interest, No energy to spare, No urge to engage, Or even to share. Just snap out of it now – I know they will say; Were it that easy, To get up and play. But hardContinue reading “Falling”
Hello! Do you see? No yet, oh no, but soon – ho! Cold, dark, mean winter!
Screams deep in the night Awaken primal fears; long Buried memories. Walls offer safety, comfort – And loss of our feral self.
Enveloped by green. Golden light, birdsong, warm breeze. Quiet contentment.
Burst of flame, pleading A lifeless gray sky, asking To let in some light.
Look! I’ll be gone soon… Back to where I came, to sleep – Until I return.
BANDIT Stealth steps through the night. Curious, feral and masked – At home in the dark.
GOLD Scurry draws the gaze – The Sun’s favorite among trees, Crowned in golden light.
LEAF PEEPERS Audible gasp, “Oh!” Vibrant colors! Reds! Orange! Joy before the cold.
YANKEE SUMMER So scarce, fleeting here. Bursts of green; long, golden days. Warmth not long to stay.