When summer was still here
I secretly winked at the cold air
An understanding
Between Mother and I
Not ready
Yet
My bones still benumbed
Neither warmed nor anointed
They begged
For pardon
And
Grace
The first freeze
Creeps through my bedroom window
Slithers down my green
Wall
Lingering
Making cold paws
And cinnamon roll
Cats
Toast
Smells good
On days such as
These
The last door slams
Alone
I light the first pumpkin candle
Of the season
And drink my
Tea
Wrapped in my sweater
And scarf
Slippers
And
PJ’s
We are reconciled
Mother and
I
She reminds me
Of the beauty
Found
In
Ending
Of the healing
Found
In
The pause
Of
Winter
I lay my worry
Down
Breath in the stillness
Of this moment
Breath out the unease
Within my heart
Peace
Where is that recipe
For
Dutch Apple Pie
I
Wonder
4 comments:
My sentiments exactly! Welcome Fall!
Oh man you crawled in to the nether regions of brain for this one. I love love love this time of year. I like your choice in color for your test. I think this time of year just wakes our souls so we can peacefully endure the cold winter ahead. Great post. Hugs. Tammy
Loved this writing! It touched my soul as I also lit my first pumpkin candle of the season. Ahhh...welcome my friend of fall. For you I throw open my soul to let you humbly in to rejuvenate me.
Sometimes it's good to just let less words be more. Poetry seems to do good when the emotion is there - but the stamina is not! Thank you for your lovely comments!!
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