Autumn’s gifts fall from the trees
among the gnarled branches.
A runner sets footing in the trail
knowing she takes chances.
there awaits the squirrels surprise
it hides among the trees,
to see the runners near demise,
as footing slips among the leaves.
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I drove up to the ‘drive through’ for coffee
As I sat to order, in flew a ‘white tail hawk’,
I interrupted my order with a “Woah,” to see,
A huge magnificent bird looking back at me.
When I was done, and ordered placed,
It looked twice in my face and off it flew.
I wondered , was it something I said,
or did it not like my cold brew?
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I roll the dough between my hands
The crumbs drop off into the pan.
I was drawn to a kitchen from long ago
My Scottish Grandma , I remember so.
Hands with a dish towel she rang ,
I remember how often she sang.
Amazing Grace, she chorused the home.
Scottish aired from her among the scones.
The whirl of the smell drifted toward me.
I in my memory can still see .
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Damp, cool autumn wakes.
as the apples drop,
sunset shades are pulled just
before the clock can change.
The aroma of the apples
crisping from cinnamon
as the butter browns just in time
to take them out to serve.
Celebration of the season
seems sweeter from a hard summer.
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A September day
Shadowed by
The summer sun.
As sunflowers
Dance in fading light .
The moment reflects
A wistful sight .
Passing season of heat
And drought.
Lends now to a walk about,
The fields of sunflowers .
I wake and rouse
Throw on my shoes
I meet the dark
And watch to see
Nature smiles
Gives back at me.
When time has passed,
leaving memories as traces.
The renewing of play
shows up on the faces.
It is a moment that is treasured forever
of childhood laughs
and treasured together.
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