here

lightly lingering
passing thru where skies are blue
a mist of fall leaves

• • • • •

everywhere the leaves are falling from the trees … a time of transition …. remembering to rest ….

fragment 52

unable to see
tragedy blocks the blind light
closed the eye opens

overwhelming sound
silence wraps a colored gift
open the ear hears

the end begins anew
born in bubbling water
sprouting tiny wings

during the day
the prelude to dusk
the world slumbered
unnoticed by the
exchange of events

thanking the stars
she kissed the
twin of her flame
in the sunlight of
his tranquility

lifetime of love
sifted by sands
with scaled wings
and scalding fire
she rests

brought to fruitation
the spell of seasons
ignites the blue moon
amidst twilight and birth
held in the embrace
the harvest arrival

a thursday prompt storybook collaborative recently noted… for more stories and paintings do pass thru; photo: the kiss, rick mobbs