Lost in time, we wandered happy.
There are nights
Those warm summer nights
When we know, just know
An easy evening filled with breaths, we converse beneath the stars. A cool wind blows across the porch, hammock gently swinging, as yesterday glides into today. I watch the candle flicker in your eyes and take another sip of wine. If only everything in life was so easy. Another breath.
Staring out the window
Wishing on the rain,
Tarmac an ocean,
Each street lamp a lighthouse
Calling out sweet securities.
Spring is awash in life-giving water,
Each emerald leaf ecstatic,
Each stamen lapping up life.
I watch from the coffee shop window
Warm and rejuvenated,
Yet unable to tear my eyes
From the incessant pitter-patter.
I am hypnotised by the season,
As I am them all.
Sitting by my favourite window
Watching the world slide by;
Sun stretching his arms into the morning;
Spring flowers waking to gold, not gloom;
Everything in balance,
Where teetering does not mean fear of abyss
Rather than flashes of the view below.
We could moan about the forecast,
Complain about the previous day,
But I think I’ll just sit back and watch a little bit more.
Yes, I’ll let the view slip over me a little bit more.
The rains do pour
Winds howl and rage
Storm does stir trees
Leaves striking the windows
Most terrible October chill
Grinds at the pedestrians
Or so it seems
From besides my fireplace
Old bones are aching
Knees sensing seasonal change
A precursor to hibernation
And a berth by a blazing fire
The cookies have emerged from the cupboard depths
Sitting resplendent in a welcoming dish
They await an accompanying cup of tea
As do I
But for now I’ll sit by the window
Watch the autumn leaves
Slowly drift into carpets of tapestry colour
And say goodbye to the summer
With a last warm smile
(Perfect image courtesy of Arrow3 on deviantart.com)