Borrowed for Days Such as This

Even on days

when clouds cast shadows everywhere

every plant

every leaf

every flower

seems to glow

with hints of sunshine

borrowed for days such as this

Glory Enough

While I appreciate the great explosion
of colorful flowers
bursting forth in Spring and Summer

and I adore Autumn's gorgeous majesty
the copper, ruby and gold...

but you must forgive me

and please, please give me
a foggy mild Winter's day and
the 10,000 somber shades
of brown and of gray

the leathered old stories
in the veins of old leaves
the whipping, empty branches
at the tops of old trees

Oh that will be glory enough

for me

In the Wettish Woods

I saw a Spirit

walking in the wettish woods

almost as if

he were real

he had a corporeal inconsistency

like an evening fog and

I feel his presence sometimes,

still.

 

Down

Down near the Earth

where the Living all start

and the Dying wait their turn

patiently

like autumn flowers

It was down near the earth

that I awoke

covered in leaves and forest debris

chilled in the early autumn dew

and I said to myself

I said

"Not again..."

 

From the Top of the Stairs

From the top of the stairs

at the top of the hill

it was easy to decide to go down

though the sun was setting

and the mountain was steep

and the night was falling all 'round

Living With It

If I were an oak leaf
which, once, sat atop a tower unbending
and I found myself resting
on a soft bed of moss
in a darkening forest...

I could live with that

Hallowed and Hollowed

Hallowed

and hollowed

holy and whole

all was made clear

beneath the sun's glow

beneath the low glare of

a lengthening day

within with out

with whither we may

whether or not

we wither away

we may

remain

hollowed

and hallow

today