Soulful
Autumn leaves in piles
at your feet I smile
whisked up in the chill
of bare tree limbs
regal in poses
possessing the spirit
with promises of apple cider
and cinamon sticks
knitted sweaters
with kaleidoscope jewels
and amber sap
on sticky fingers
finding their way to
comfort in decay
an annual dance
of those bewitched
by western winds
Fortunate are those
with the autumnal soul
Parking Lot
I miss parking lot you
the you that dashed on concrete
raced in grocery carts
the you that laughed
until you cried
the you that always knew what to say
to ease the angst
I miss the feeling
of beautiful hurt
like pushing on a bruise
or twisting a tooth
with the tingle and ache
that made me fall for you
without stopping
I miss parking lot you
that I’ll never meet
for the first time
or the last
again
Spookiest gallery you’ve seen this weekend
This week’s post is quite predictable – I realized I want to take advantage of the two weeks of fall we have before Michigan winter takes over.
Since the chunkiness of the squirrels on the Diag reached a new level this year and became a sensation, I thought of doing a short but cute appreciation post just for these (not-so-)little guys 🙂
Since recently we had our first big snow I wanted to take us a few weeks back to when Michigan was one of the most colorful places in the world 🙂
