The Collections Maybe these times of emptiness Cause me to be grateful when times are full Or maybe I’m just fooling myself Chasing apparitions – Maybe I shouldn’t be judging myself at all Taking time to analyze the how’s and why’s All the time and energy that takes Might just win the prize For the…
Month: September 2019
End of September
End of September This is the summer that is never ending The autumn came 3 days ago But only on the calendar The days are still warm; hot, even It seems they are waiting for something to change Something to change before they will change Sounds so familiar to me – I pass by a…
The Races
The Races I sit on the back porch Night Cool breeze stirring in its freedom The crickets chirping all around me An occasional change in their rhythm Rarely a change in their rhyme The waxing moon rests above Saturn in her gracious clutches Peace, tranquility, good This is the realm beyond time – Off in…