Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Autumn: Sub-Tropical Edition

A l o h a


Legions of the sky:
always on the move. 

Seasonal duties call; 
Singing the drama

of the year
as she turns.





Every humble cast off
dignified by a life-cycle
lived.

Changing,

O Changing. . .




But there is still red wine in the cup
so drink it down,

life's-blood
of color,

of appetite. . .
then the forgetting.




We all make our days. . . one by one-




Only now and then

looking up and thinking:


O Precious


Passing


 G i f t !

Thank YOU
for looking in.
May Blessing follow
YOU
from this
'place.'

        warmly, cloudia