between the blues
of sky and water
autumn commences coloring
Time Is A Painter
A Cloud Of Angels
those flowers still blooming
at season’s end
deserve a special moniker
October In The Picking Garden
this late October bloom
a sight to memorize and revisit
once winter paints the world grey and white
Organized Labor
gathered at the source
the bees objective
feed the hive, save the planet
Change
life and time
always on the move
let us be their gracious guests
Anemone And Oak Leaf
still blooming and setting bud
even as the leaves fall
illustration of hope
Revealing All The Tiny Details Of Connection
the space that grows
between each leaf
coaxes sight into insight
Harvest
a wealth of blooms
the bees converge
to preserve sweetness
Rock Hopping
chasing warmth
autumn light traverses
the rocky river bed
The Gladiola
a lipstick before you open
a wide seductive smile in bloom
a last kiss before you leave
For The Monarchs
there at the edge of darkness
the white flash of milkweed seeding
ensuring a haven for the butterflies return
Roadside Attractions
in the blue
puffs and fluff travel by
as sumac colors by the barn
a portrait of autumn New England
Oh The Magnolia
red lipstick berries
in polka dot husks
farewell with a flourish
One Step, Then Another
the last step taken
on this journey
is the first step of the next
Lobster Claw
pinching logs
as easily
as sardines
The Still Green Path
wander along the waning meadow
beside busy insects gathering
and seeds scattering
Chiaroscuro
the landscape exhales
as color and light
crack open the darkness
Above Below
the sky and the river
together holding
onto the clouds
Abstraction Of Leaving
more precious
as parts
depart
The Spirit Moves
between shimmer and shine
the transcendental curve
of the heron
Revelation
backwards glance
at the golden yellow goddess
revealed her magenta majesty
Dawdling Days
the calendar says October
but it is still summer
in the side yard
Reach
one elegant arm
extending itself
to seed tomorrow
A Tailored Day
below pinking-shear leaves
the wind zippering
across the water’s surface
Open To Change
there goes autumn
passing by
the back door
Stopping By The Marigolds
cooling down
in the petal shade
of the mid-day sun
Come Sit
watch the slant of light
tilt us
towards autumn
Inconspicuousness
ordinary leaf
bland rock
that hops
Small White Goat
having cleared the field
of thistle and thorn
a full belly-ed rest
Morning Glory
a sunrise of sorts
awash in colors and
offering light like a new day