Decked so merrily.
Tree is lit.
The world can see.
How it fit.
Golden rays.
The tree of sun.
Joyous days.
It has begun.
Category: poetry
Waking Up
The world is still. The morn quiet. All is still waking up.
From the perch the hawk looks on. Waiting for the movement. The dawn.
It is coming soon. Arriving fast. The waking happens, at last.
Forever watching. Overlooking it all. The hawk see movement, so small.
Gliding over. Reaching fast. Hawk is patient. He is nourished. Full at last.
Wonder
I
Wonder
What life could be
If I wandered
Away from me
I
Wonder
What I could give
If I wandered
As I live
I
Wonder
What I would think
If I wandered
To the brink
I
Wonder
What I have seen
If I wandered
From this dream
I
Wonder
Surrounded By
Enveloped in the warmth of wooded country side
She walks quietly by. Surrounded by
the old wisdom, whispered in the fallen leaves.
Greeted by the trees, the butterfly, the birds, and
thee. A couple, wise and steady. Coming together for the season.
Walking through the woods. Communing with those willing to listen. listen.
Greetings. She calls out. He snorts his acknowledgement,
never taking his eyes off her, yet keenly aware of the other presence.
She offers an acorn as a token for her visit. Accepted. They all move on. The couple to their destination. The women to her’s.
Meeting again once more to acknowledge the new born fawn. The newest keeper of the forest. Surrounded by love.
Flutter Bye
Passing above my head.
What was that?, I said.
Movement to the right of me.
Really, could it be?
Yes, It is! A butterfly!
In Autumn? How? Why?
A Google search, what do you know.
The American Cooper. He's quite the show.
Lives in these parts until late Autumn.
What a pleasure to have saw him.
On The Eve Of Thanksgiving
Gobbling tomorrow,
But today we have to run.
Get a turkey.
stuff it up.
Make a million dishes.
Cut and chop.
Prep, prep, prep.
For tomorrow we eat, nonstop.
Not entirely true, but Thanksgiving has it’s stereotypes, too. Many thanks to all my readers and followers may you have a blessed day. Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate. Happy day to all.
Love and blessings, đź’• Carrie
New
It is all new.
Nothing has changed,
But we see it differently.
Our eyes wide open.
Hearts leading us on.
It is new, today.
New.
