those flowers still blooming
at season’s end
deserve a special moniker
A Cloud Of Angels
Hellenium Autumnale
like angels gathered
in their halos of gold
chaperoning the season’s change
On Cold Nights
dress the windows
with fleur de liys
All Around Us
bands
of angels
gathering
Twin Peaks
the summit
must be heaven
where angels sherpa
Flue
Stones reach into the sky
inviting angels to take a place
at the hearth.
Renewal
Adorned with angel wings
the color of the sky and ringed with time
the stump slowly returns to its beginning
by nurturing its mother – earth.
