floating on winds
drifting around and down
Don’t worry, we aren’t decorating for autumn in our home quite yet, but it was fun pulling a few things out the other day when I was rearranging the storage room. I was excited to find my box of pumpkin carvers. It is an art in our family and we look forward to the pre-planning …picking the design, finding the right pumpkin, exploring new ideas and dream of spice and everything nice.
Wait for more fun pics 🎃 friends.
But first I’m packing those suitcases I dragged from the storage room with summer clothing and flip flops.
Yeah Cuba….see you soon!❤️
- Autumn Poems (nmedoyan.wordpress.com)
- The Drifting Leaf (deepsouldiver.wordpress.com)
- It only gets prettier (sophiarenblog.wordpress.com)
- Collage – Leaves On Granite 2 (s3city.com)
Carpe Diem’s 2nd episode of the “Use that Quote” Challenge. The goal is to write a haiku, senryu, tanka or kyoka inspired on a given quote.
Today’s quote: “Forget not that the Earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair” ~~ Khalil Gibran
My Bare feet patter
Playfully scuffing the earth
Wind sifting through toes
There is no such thing as an old sunset.
Each brilliant stroke paints new opportunity,
reflecting hope for another day,
another chance to make things better.
24 hours to make a difference.
Behold all things new.
I grasp in my hands
For a pithy time,
The essence of eternal bliss.
The question comes,
I rue the night,
How can I not exist?
Dare I let it slip away?
I wring my hands
Will decisions of the here and now
All other regrets
I clasp my hands, I meditate
On entering time,
I long to sing of summer
And the brilliance new growth brings
I wish to walk the mossy paths…
Hear bubbly brooks of spring.
I dream of languid evenings
Of cozy drumming rain
Instead, I close my book, fight on my boots
And shovel the driveway again.