Sunday, October 31, 2010

pumpkins













six litttle pumpkins sitting in a pew
if, by magic, they could move
whatever would
they do?

play tag
roll around the block
check out the stock
market?

maybe they would do a dance
swirling and twirling
till they melted into a pool
of orange goo

if you were a pumpkin
tell me true
what would
you do?



*"I like nonsense. It wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope, which is what i do. And that enables you to laugh at life's realities."                 ~Theodore Geisel (Dr. Seuss)

Saturday, October 30, 2010

autumn leaves
















how do you like
their shade of  brown

the sound of their crackling?

the musty smell of
them?

what, oh what
does your soul undergo
in the mysterious season
of autumn


*"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if i were a bird i would fly about the earth seeking successive autumns."       ~George Eliot

Friday, October 29, 2010

politics

















you go your way
i'll go mine
with our heads held high

we dare not
“gander”
into a world

of humility

what if we lost our way
back out?!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

trees
















they are living
living
living things



*No town can fail of beauty, though its walks were gutters and its houses hovels, if venerable trees make magnificent colonnades along its streets.                    ~ Henry Ward Beecher

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

apples in a bowl
















it's apple time
again

another piece of autumns
crisp
succulent

offering

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

corn art























i've discovered a new
art gallery

as of late
i've been making trips most every morning
to the corn field

harvest is past
and for the most part
the lovely stocks and shucks
are gone

but on the edges of the field
i see the most amazing
designs
and lines

reminders

that the artist
lives on

yes, every time i go
i see a new
piece

and it becomes
my
favorite

Monday, October 25, 2010

october glory
















and for this
who shall get the
thanks

who shall get
the glory?

how many trees
and leaves this day
shall we pass by
without a thought or
sigh

we turn easily to God
in our pain
but where do we vain
creatures go

and what do we do

with this terrible
terrible beauty?