Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Autumn Path


Autumn Path  (tag poem, edited)

  Life travels circle wise , and wisdom free
bombarding sense with sensitivity.
Despite all efforts , vision's are half seen
reality a half world, in between..
So harvest comes again to warn the cold
chasing summer  with it's windy hold
Paths we've walked but don't anticipate
seasons know the cycle... and will not wait.
I'll hold last gasps of sweet October here 
holding the breath within my hurried heart
I'll practice dancing with the golden leaves
pacing  days as if I have no peace...
One with the autumn sun and winters warning
paths of another chilly harvest morning
make me cry to a wayward thought of springs gone by
I find I exhale and some's a sigh..