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Hey all,
Well it looks like Autumn is here in full force now. The trees have put on their fall dresses, looking so beautiful for everyone to see before they go into hibernation. This is one of my favorite times of the year. I love waking up on a cold, nippy morning to a nice cup of steaming coffee! mmm! Yes, I know there are other not so pleasant things to do in the Fall, but I can choose to ignore those for a bit and just drink in the splendor of a beautiful Fall day.
I hope everyone that lives in a northern climate is enjoying the beauty of mother nature also.
If you read my blog from last week I will fill you in on what happened. I had a wonderful time! Everything was perfect! Kelly and I enjoyed ourselves so much! And the ballet was awesome! I had never been to one, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. It wasn't your normal ballet though. I didn't find out until I got there that it was one part parody, and one part celebration. In a nutshell, it was a group of very talented queens performing classical ballet and adding their own sharp wit to make it absolutely incredible! I was in awe of their talent! They are just amazing.
We spent the night at a lovely B&B in Willamstown, everything was so New Englandish! The church steeple, the maples, everything. We went for a hike on Sunday in the Berkshires, just taking in the sites and beauty. I was just hoping that the weekend would never end! Unfortunately, it did. So now I am back in Latham wishing I was someplace else. ugh!
BTW, for those of you wondering. Yes! I did get lucky!!! LOL
Well, I think I will stay with the Autumn theme this week. My two attempts at poetry this week will be devoted to Fall. I hope you enjoy them.

Autumn's Kiss

Her leaves are colorful with radiant hues
as children play in her loft
Her sound is rustling .. crunching
as feet glide over
earth so soft...

Her fragrance is apple, pumpkin...
and chestnuts... abound
while the months turn
we can feel..
Her sound.

Her tapestry of foliage is anew
while She sleeps
storage of coolness
is
accrued.

Scarecrows are stuffed
pies are baked
cider is tasted
candy apples are made

She gives many gifts
for us to see
while we partake
.. in.. chivalry

We know Her best
while we feast
Her banquet abundant
and our problems .. least

Her name is quiet
evenings are bliss
walks are soulful
in..................
~Autumn's~ kiss.


Flight Through Autumn's Winds

Peppered gray heavens lay coffin-perspective
Above this aging earth, wings of dying green,
Red, orange, purple tell their tale of beauty
But others do not see this, but rather:

"Its fall," "It's getting too cold," they say with annoyance in their tones
It is the bridge between the maiden and the misguided, isolated crone

Her multicolored wings are now falling onto the browning earth
And in so doing, my own eyes scan this masquerade of colors
I walk my limited steps, seeing people disguised, disgusted in layers
"Its fall," "It's getting too cold," they repeat with that adolescent-like insolence

Don't they see the subtle beauty of soft and slow death?
Mother Earth is surrendering herself to the willing continuous rape of her innocence
To give her own body for our ring of life to continue

Sharp, razor-like Autumn winds nip at my collar
Go down to a bridge somewhere and watch the crone take over the world
"It's all alike," people say, "Its fall, it's getting too cold! it's fall, it's getting too cold."
They remain ignorant and not noticing Anu's deteriorating smile

Anu's beams drops at the hour of midnight
It's a cycle she knows too well, the sacrifice she must give
As the admittance happens, a single fluttering wing's root breaks and it takes flight
The final September wing lays on the beige earth