This trail was made for such as me
Who’d sometimes like a woods to see
Though urban sidewalks faithfully
May lead me on elsewhere.
Without the leaves my sight can go
Between the bony branches so
I look about. Beyond them show
Home-bound streets out there.
The black stands out because of blue
And yellow from the former green.
We did whatever we could do.
Some of it was never seen.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Anmol is hosting with the theme “black”.
Maple leaves charm forest floor.
Imagine there’s an open door
That keeps one satisfied - no more.
Walk along the way.
Simplicity, that raging fire,
Lets dreams go deep to then rise higher.
With worries done all doubts retire
To reach the end of day.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk hosts with the theme word “keep”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Last weekend the maple leaves were brilliant. Although most of those leaves fell, as I expected they would after the brief snowstorm, some remained on this cloudy, cold Saturday which was warm enough to melt the snow. That made me smile.
Colder weather, cloudy skies,
Foliage brilliant to the eyes.
Liked to dVerse Open Link Night. Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting.
As Philip watched the evening shine
With tiny stars to pierce the dark,
He felt a cooling calm and peace
Then dread turned on his mind to mark
With fear that all about his head
Were coffin lids to seal the dead.
Then Philip saw how dawn was cast,
How darkness bowed and night flew past.
Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah is hosting with the theme of presenting a story through the experiences of a character.
We spent Sunday afternoon at the Chicago Botanic Garden. The day was warm, bright and full of fall colors. The thought occurred to me that having happiness may not always be possible, but being joyful regardless may be.
Linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile.