Happy Equinox

The calendar changes
With it the season 
Warm sun now
Joined by coolest breeze
Night comes earlier
Mornings arrive later
Trees put on a pageant 
Autumn has arrived

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At Peace

This fall I will be 
chasing watercolor sunsets, 
reading fantasy, 
writing poetry, 
baking apples, 
and painting dreams.

I will be at peace.

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Autumn Inspiration

Autumn:

The season where a shower of colorful words fall from my mind into heaps of poetry upon a page

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Teacup

I look up from my book
The air ringing with sounds 
Ceramics scraping wood
Steam hissing
Laughs entangling with sighs
A woman sits by the window
Hands wrapped around a cup
Tea tag wound around fingers
But I was drawn to the lipstick on her teacup 

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Starless Sky

I lay beneath a starless sky
Wondering where they have gone
Have they become the freckles
Dancing across my nose
Strands of silver streaking my hair
Glitter in my joyful tears
Have they fallen to Earth
So I can shine

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Closure

With naught even a whisper
I closed the book
Put down the pen
Then cracked a new book
To begin again…

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Wounds

I experienced the blood without feeling
Without feeling the wound
To heal the wound
I must feel the pain
Then do the work 
To clean it away
There is no healing 
Without feeling 

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Foothills

Springtime in the Bay Area makes me think that the emerald city could be nestled in the foothills

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Wanderer

The wanderer in me craves to shoot our arrow at the stars and let them drag us away from the responsibilities and hardships of our mundane life toward the horizon of dreams and the freedom of possibilities 

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Spring Awakening

Seasons are changing 
I’m surprised to find myself In
In a spring awakening 
Possibilities bloom
While dreams grow deep roots
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