drapes the world
floods streets
blinds
orange red yellow browns
tornadoes
swirls
raining
mesmerizes
drapes the world
floods streets
blinds
orange red yellow browns
tornadoes
swirls
raining
mesmerizes
Sunday morning snow
conceals everything white
while a train whistles
TR
The leaves are free…free!
After months of captivity, locked up
attached to trees, eating the same
thing every day, hanging
with the same neighbors constantly
Now, broken loose, they get to learn how to
fly, flip, jump, roll anywhere, alone or among
a whole gang of free golden colored spirits
in complete abandon…abandon!
TR
The few deciduous trees blaze with the intense autumnal changes
The few pine trees stoically remain unchanged, green, unaffected
The few elms just have leaves, then drop them off, and look naked
The variety resembles individual human reactions to life’s changes
TR
Visited a pumpkin patch and apple orchard near Plains on a beautiful October afternoon
Picked a bag of apples and two pumpkins, small, yet perfect for cooking
This morning, grabbed one of the orange orbs, bagged it, went outside, lifted it high over head, closed my eyes, and threw it with all my strength down onto the sidewalk, and
Plumphsplut!
(The lady at the pumpkin patch had told me to do this, if it didn’t work, it wasn’t my fault)
Bent over, picked up the bag, and grinned widely, because the pumpkin had actually split!
Cleaned it out, microwaved it, pureed the cooked flesh, made pumpkin pie custards
Mmmm…and again…Mmmm
Must say, though, my favorite part was the smashing…must do it again!
TR