a gathering of gourds and pumpkins
like patrons at the train depot
awaiting their ride through autumn
Pumpkin Tracks
Magic Carpet
just to stand upon it
you have already ridden
to your fantastical destination
Free Ride
there goes the sky
hitching a ride
on the surface of the river
Monarch In The Wind
held
to the earth
by a blossom
Growing Droplets
diminutive ones
ride the curve
to coalescence
Heading into Spring
ride the rails
out of winter’s shadows
into light and the beginnings of green
Trust
tricycles wait out winter
rusting and trusting
they will ride another day