Run with me away to there:
Where we are true and free
Where we can breathe the lightest air
And simply start to be
10/3/2023 – wind of autumn
Whispering
It comes
Rises through the trees
To a roar
Brings a chill
Deep to my bones
Brings a promise
Of ice
10/2/2023 – a haiku
Her ribs rise softly
Her whiskers glint in the sun
She purrs in a dream
9/30/2023 – book
It is empty
It is quiet
It does not speak
It does not move
But gaze upon it
It is full
It is loud
It sings symphonies
It pulls you places
Put it down
Naught but paper
9/29/2023 – leaves
Their shadows dance along the ground
As to and fro they sway
And ‘cross the grass without a sound
They walk throughout the day
9/28/2023 – a haiku
The world in color
As life goes quiet a while
And the winds grow cold
9/27/2023 – the glade
The mosses grow and vines creep in
And all perfections fade
To beauty of the true and flawed
The simple rightness of a forest glade
9/26/2023 – become
I could change the world
I could shake foundations
I could break and trample
I could set fires
But what would I become?
9/25/2023 – a haiku
My heart yearns for more
Some foundation to build on
A story to tell
9/23/2023 – not by us
The earth below breathes
Rumbles
Sputters
Trembles
The earth below speaks
Through the air
Through the grasses
Through the trees
The earth below is heard
By the animals
By the winds
By the oceans
But not by us
A Poem A Day 