Winter's Breath

Winter turns the spirit out.
Leaves go red and fall.
Snowy silence sits about.
I wonder at it all,
But know the proof comes in the spring
When leaves and flowers bloom
When birds again have warmth to sing
And outside’s like a room.

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge where the theme is “The Coming of Winter/Winter’s Breath” or “Playing with Light”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I realized that I don’t understand all that I think I do. No matter how bad that might seem, my smile comes from also realizing that it isn’t all that bad.

Also linked to dVerse Quadrille. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting with the word ‘spirit’.

Winter’s Breathing Turns the Trees

What Dreams May Come

When pure dreaming helps the seeing
Stars shine. Sunlight’s setting, fleeing.
Deeper darkness cracks decreeing
Once aware now always being,
     Smiling, feeling all that's true.
Like a myth made fact by living,
Turning, dawning, lightness giving,
Faithful beyond magic, winning
        Life with understanding too.

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme ‘What dreams may come’ and to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. What made me smile? When I looked up I saw Venus and then Jupiter – and then I realized that other mysterious dim light, higher up and not in the photo, was Saturn.

The poem practices imitating other poetry. What I am imitating here is Tennyson’s rhyme and meter in The Lady of Shalott. I’m not sure what my poem means. Hopefully it brings a positive smile.

Linked to dVerse Quadrille where De Jackson is hosting with the word ‘crack’.

This Thursday at dVerse Meeting the Bar I will be featuring imitation as poetic practice. You may pick whatever you want to imitate or you may pick Tennyson as I have.

Venus and Jupiter and Lights
Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile

A Smile from Somme Woods

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.

Linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Although chilly and overcast my walk through autumn’s presentation of Somme Woods made me smile.

Also linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “spooky”. The photo below with all the dark, bony branches seem spooky.

Somme Woods – Spooky Branches
Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile

Autumn Leaves / Autumn Light

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Autumn Leaves / Autumn Light”.

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.

Autumn Garden
Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile

Weekly Smile

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.

Beehive
Trent P. McDonald’s Weekly Smile

Cosmically Circular / Cosmically Square

Today darkness seems square like an evergreen against a maple in fall and brightness looks circular like a flower’s bloom. I may see them differently tomorrow, but they blend together cosmically like joyful austerity, like getting unexpected things right, like warm and cold.

This past week the weather has shown how awesome autumn can feel, fitting itself in between summer and winter. It made me smile. The weather got it right.


Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Prompt with the theme “cosmically circular/cosmically square”. Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile.

Final Blooms of Fall
Trent P. McDonald’s image for The Weekly Smile

Indigenous Behavior

The 40 degree weather didn’t stop locals and non-locals, all of us indigenous to this planet, from running, or cheering on the runners, in the Chicago Marathon. 

Admittedly there is something odd about 45 thousand members of an indigenous species voluntarily running 26.2 miles and even keeping track – to the second – of records such as the 2:14.04 top time set by Kenyan’s Brigid Kosgei for women runners.  I can imagine aliens from another planet, ready to invade, having second thoughts because of that, but if these marathons help keep out those non-indigenous species I’m all in favor of them.

The photo I took was from the very last mile at the very end of the race going up Michigan Avenue. The top winners had finished hours ago. If I were a runner and I got that far, which is questionable, that’s where I’d be. About midway under the Chinatown arch what made me smile was a sign that read, “Hurry up and finish, your mom’s freezing out here”.

Run past Chinatown
in windy Chicago weather
back home to Grant Park

Linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Also linked to dVerse Haibun Monday where Frank J. Tassone hosts with the theme to “celebrate all things indigenous”.

Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile