And so I’m falling
Forward into each season
Brewing energy
I find myself anticipating each new season’s arrival. The excitement wears off, though. Fortunately, new things come each change.
Blessings to you all!
poetry, prose, and photography

As night descends
Summer’s air cools
I enjoy tranquility
A moment, flowing
Quickly, as life
Demands attention
Westward colors
Embrace the sky
Smoke, and other
Things, transcend
To beauty
Summer’s heat is here
Children nearly done with school
Silent, save for crows
Quite warm already
Neighborhood birds, quite subdued
Robbed of their vigor?

Remembering calm
Summer’s days upon the grass
No anxieties