“I would always look up and wonder if I would be blest to see the last single leaf holding on-“ —gracegardenpoems This was truly the last leaf from the bur oak tree, a hold from our memory of a green and lush spring under a sky as blue as the Bay at Naples, and theContinue reading “Last Leaf”
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Resting Season
“The heart of autumn must have broken here and poured its treasure upon the leaves.” — Charlotte Bates I wait for that day, the true break, when autumn scatters her fiery tears, releasing her full flung beauty in a mass of golden treasure that heaps at the feet of bare- limbed trees, and that northerlyContinue reading “Resting Season”
Bonfire Season
Just today, this morning when we returned from walking, just as the sun turned tangerine in the sky, we saw the leaves on our pear tree in the first hue of autumn, that golden tint that begins to curl and dry the green until the stem releases and all the world falls into the bonfireContinue reading “Bonfire Season”
Change
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” ― Jim Bishop Too few are the days of layered-leaves, those nippy fall afternoons we wander under the golden boughs full of blazing foliage that beseeches us to linger in the fading light, cozy under our scarves and mittens and filled with expectancy for theContinue reading “Change”
Where Did the Slow Go?
Why is this October almost over? I’ve just begun to sink into this falling month, when sunset comes with dinner, when the moon beckons us to look up and look far, when the wind turns in from the north, whispers stories through leaves, when life is supposed to slow, allow us to gather up parts Continue reading “Where Did the Slow Go?”
Pining for Renewal on Sunday Morning
Earth knows no desolation, She smells regeneration In the moist breath of decay.” — George Meredith, English Poet The house is quiet as darkness sits with me in this early hour while I sip my coffee and consider the day ahead. A warm afternoon is promised, and so is a family picnic, some longContinue reading “Pining for Renewal on Sunday Morning”
Walking Amid Trees
The birds nest beside the streams and sing among the branches of the trees. — Psalm 104:12, NLT To stay under the wide arms stretching out to a calming blue, under the plumes of green, silver, to gold and a deepening orange; to sit, back against the bark, and wonder how much life has passedContinue reading “Walking Amid Trees”
Autumn Dreaming
I collect these works of art in the greens and golds of autumn, a mosaic I design near the root of a favorite tree that keeps telling me the season is changing, even though today it is well over 90 degrees; I lay them together, squint my eyes and pretend the air is nipping myContinue reading “Autumn Dreaming”
Packing for Winter
A scattering of green valentines had spilled upon the ground, and I bent down to wonder at the beauty when she appeared, scurried under and over the heart-shaped leaves, her long, thin legs trying to fold and pack the tender green into her lady-bug back, as if storing summer’s love letters to read in winter.Continue reading “Packing for Winter”
A Fairy-Tale
I lost myself in an birch tree, wandering around the chalky leaves while following that smooth white tree-skin to a knot like a snout, a curved line making his wrinkled mouth, and another arching like a brow hanging low over his one good eye. I stood back to see his bark-face grin and realized heContinue reading “A Fairy-Tale”
Poetic Meanderings 