Cool evening air
brushed my hair
caressed my face.
Promised rain hesitated
while I swept up
deep red crisp leaves.
“A perfect night….a perfect forever”
~ Mary E. Pearson, The Kiss of Deception
Writing daily about my journeys through books, movies and plays along with poetry, story, or an occasional wander into ideas, opinions or rants.
Cool evening air
brushed my hair
caressed my face.
Promised rain hesitated
while I swept up
deep red crisp leaves.
“A perfect night….a perfect forever”
~ Mary E. Pearson, The Kiss of Deception
autumn glows
on bush and hedge,
while early afternoon sun
shines on dark purple berries
for an avian feast
“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious
as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.”
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne,
(1804 ~ 1864)
Calm and quiet
after a day filled
with energy and life
each piece from early
to this moment cherished
for each separate moment.
Living in the moment is
like sliding shining beads
on colourful yarn.
As days and weeks pass
a tapestry evolves that is
a life shared and lived.
“Forever is composed of nows.”
~ Emily Dickinson, poet
1830 ~ 1886