Random Poems


Let us forget
the days of
our sorrows.
Let us look
to the stars,
a life lit
by starlight.


Autumnal Equinox 

From here the past and future
drift away.  Soft summer fades
to crisp mornings laced
with wood smoke and falling leaves.
Then comes the early dark,
snow like a blessing as we move
through the longest night
to our covenant with spring.
Renewal comes with running sap,
and the soft hooting of owls.
Hope is the line of light
on every horizon,
the lesson of the seasons.