Grieving SummerLeaves snatched away by wind, mulched away by snowThe last birds skip along barren branchesAnd hunt in futile hope through brittle leavesThe sun bleaches a dry and desolate skyInto a drear and graying shellThen evening drops its muffling cloakLetting frozen stars prick the black nightWinter leans in to grieve the loss of summerTo grieve the loss of a love~~~Final Words For JenniferDearest Jennifer; Arms wide, gathering inBig smiles, big hugs, always a welcomeComedy and tragedy on stage and offA compendium of life well livedBut her sweet light has dimmed to darknessThe heavens should blink and shrug off indifferenceLet soft lights illumine this final ascentHis loving hand showing her the way~~~BrilliantBrilliant is the coat of linen snow against winter's pewter sky.A plow has kissed the road edge leaving windblown soft-curved lips.The sun is tamed heat in the stretching cold, hinting of an end to come.But not in this bright shadowed afternoon.Against snow, trees are drear skeletons sketched in brown.Their haut couture so distant now more memory than possibility. For this is the middle season of this road's life.But one day these trees will swell with their redressing And become a canopy without memory of these lips cold and brilliant.~~~We TouchWe touch, we hug, we kiss You bless the day we metI wear that blessing on my heartYou are my heartI love you with all of itThe years of being with youAre years of becoming for me I wear that blessing on my beingYou are my being I love you with all of it~~~Flavored HoneyA brilliant afternoon between Christmas and New YearsSun bright, air dry and clean, a champagne dayCecil dog and I have just walked through itSome snow, maybe four inches or so Now back home at my writing deskWonderful Dinsmore is with mePachelbel sweetens the airA life of flavored honey~~~MementoI have a memento on a wall of my home. A winter tree, bare limbs poking leafless mementos of warmer days. A memento to an arboreal god for softer weather. The tree bark background a memento of the forest home.All together a memento of safer times.The whole a memento of just one point of circling life.All in all, a memento of you.~~~SpillwayLife has contracted to a spillwayIn those earliest years a still pondFaint ripples reaching to the boundariesBouncing back light echoes of understandingThen outflow as a trickle, then a streamThought tumbling over rocks of argumentNow a river, once a millrace, Then a rush to become a lakeMilling, no direction, stilling, nascentUntil spillway release, manic narrowing descent This life done, all errors scouredAnd lost in the sea of the ongoing world ~~~Breathe DeepBetween Christmas and New YearsSome snow, maybe four inches or so Sun bright, air dry and clean A champagne dayWe have walked in itNow back home Pachabel playingLife is sweetBreathe deep~~~Murmurs In My Dreaming(Anonymous)A limb has fallen from the family tree. And I hear a voice that says, "Grieve not for me. Remember the best times. The laughter, the song. The good life I lived while I was strong. Continue my heritage, I'm counting on you. Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through. My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest. Remembering all, how truly was blessed. Continue traditions, no matter how small. Go on with your life, don't worry about falls. I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin. Until the day comes when we're together again.”~~~Quatrains For ChildrenA Caravan of Camels came loping byLong strides, heads riding highLooking for fruit treesHigher than their knees#A Pounce of Cats were hiding outWaving their whiskers and looking about Watching for mice running at playHoping a dinner would come their way#A Clutch of Chickens pecked alongSure they had done nothing wrongUntil a rooster strutted byKing of the flock head held high#A Bask of Crocodiles, snouts in the mudSwing their tales in a rhythmic thudKeeping time and circling a stumpFeet slapping down with a gurgling thump #A Murder of Crows flocked to a treeHopping branches restless as could beCawing at each other in angry screechA noisy form of birdy speech#An Army of Caterpillars no one in commandSquirmed to the music of a silent bandTuning this way and that wayFor no reason you could say#A Pod of dolphins swam in a groupRound and round in a loop de loopLooking for smaller fish as a treatA dinner meal gulped, short and sweet#A Raft of Ducks went paddling bySilently searching with careful eyeThen dipping quickly to grab a fishAnd raising a tail in a victory swish#A Convocation of Eagles in the skyTalons fearsome, hard to denySilent like a cloud of arrowsLooking over a bunch of sparrows#A Herd of Elephants went thumping byNothing they do could be on the slyWeaving and waving as if on a shipAll of them together in partnership#A Parliament of Owls gathered one dayTo discuss serious matters they would sayThey hem, haw, harrumph and mutterIn soft sounds of wisdom-like clutter.