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Leaving Us

30 Sunday Oct 2016

Posted by P Moorman in Inspiration, Nature, Seasonal

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fall, inspiration, living, Nature, sadness, seasons

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We met in the Spring
when you first unfurled with life,
But we’re drifting apart,
and it breaks my loving heart.

Bursting forth with song,
I wave as I stroll by;
Your yellowed hands wave back,
and I realize you’re not strong.

Your neighbor’s orange glow can’t
disguise what’s set to come,
For I know that fall’s approaching
and your earthly time’s ‘most done.

I’ll not forget the pleasures
you brought into my life,
Like cooling summer breezes
and filtering days’ harsh light.

In spite of Autumn’s changes,
I’ll continue to live and thrive;
Learning to cope with sadness
is a key to life’s delights.

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First Snow of the Season

12 Saturday Dec 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Mountains, Nature, Weather

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fall, Nature, poems, Poetry, snow, weather, Winter

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Dabs of drab sky disappear
‘neath wisps of white fluff
as fall shivers into winter.

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Above the Crowd

22 Sunday Nov 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Inspiration, Life, Nature, Seasonal

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Autumn, Encouragement, fall, Growing up, inspiration, life, motivation, Nature, poems, Poetry, Truth

Leaf atop pile

It’s Autumn when falling leaves
either saunter down or
circle with driving force.

Irrespective of their roots, or even
from whose yard they spent their summer,
they gather together.

Nearly indistinguishable from one another,
oak and ash wear charcoal coats of crunch,
lying among tarnished poplar leaves.

A multicolored leaf rests on top,
similar in size and shape, yet different,
the anomaly, standing out.

I finally understand why Mom always said,
“Don’t fall among the crowd;
Be confident; be yourself.”

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Returning Home

11 Wednesday Nov 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Children, Family, Inspiration, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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Autumn, children, fall, family, Growing up, inspiration, leaving, leaving home, life, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, weather

Fall leaves in motion

I savored the colorful fallen leaves
and the deep, woodsy scent
of maple and oak as I tried to
shape their formation.

The harder I struggled against the winds,
the more the pile seemed to separate,
small clusters encircling my knees,
twirling with excitement as they rose to leave.

And I thought of children, young adults really,
leaving with the anxiousness of Autumn winds.

I know they both will return changed,
some choosing a brief visit,
others remaining among the familiar,
enriching the land and the lives
they touch as they settle in.

With the love of a mother,
I embrace the changes
and look forward to
once again sharing our worlds.

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Eau de Autumn

01 Sunday Nov 2015

Posted by P Moorman in Life, Mountains, Nature

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Autumn, beauty, fall, Gold, Nature

Shiny gold bottle

If I could bottle the essence of autumn…

I would gather the abundance of harvests
into a sheath of flavors,
enhancing it with spicy winds from twirling
leaves of red and orange and yellow.

I would preserve the last blooms of summer,
before winter’s icy fingers took hold,
perpetuating their beauty and scent
as a sweetener for my autumn eau.

I would complete my vialed essence
by filling the bottle with crisp fall air,
letting it gently settle to the bottom,
suspending the stars of autumn as it
drifted through and filled the emptiness within.

Then I’d wrap it all in gold leaf
for autumn is always presented
in the richest of ways.

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I Drink to Autumn

07 Friday Nov 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Weather

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Autumn, fall, Nature, poems, Poetry, season, weather

I thirst for cooler days where
nature breezes through treetops
changing colors and textures,
releasing them to pour down where
I can drink in the flavors of autumn.

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Fall’s Golden Haiku

04 Tuesday Nov 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Nature, Weather

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Autumn, fall, Nature, poems, Poetry, seasons, trees, weather

Deciduous trees
release summer memories
aloft with golden wings.

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Jewels of Fall

14 Tuesday Oct 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Life, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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Autumn, color, colors, fall, leaves, Nature, season

Last summer, thickly clustered emerald leaves,
deflected the scorching sun from my face, yet
they have thinned until only a few dangle freely
throughout the open weave of twigs and branches,
sparkling like earrings of ruby and gold
as the cooler autumn sun filters through.

 

 

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Fall’s a Mystery

12 Sunday Oct 2014

Posted by P Moorman in Humor, Life, Nature, Seasonal, Weather

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fall, humor, life, Nature, seasons, weather, Winter

Fall’s a Mystery
(Or I’ve Been Watching
Too Much Crime TV)

Weathervane night
Blustery winds bring seasonal mysteries, like
why once supple flowers turn crispy and still,
why leaves lose color and fall dead away,
why summer’s loud bugs turn eerily quiet,
and why some people fade when the sun disappears.

If I were a detective, I’d capture the flowers
and confine them indoors for, say, 90 days,
after which, if warm, they’d be returned outdoors.

I’d turn the leaves over to the homicide folks
and hope an autopsy could reveal why
once green and pliant, they’re now crunchy and brown;

I’d send my partner on a seasonal stakeout
along with a sensitized listening device
to determine if crickets have Winter sounds;

And for the people, if they’d consider a change,
I’d see them moved to a sunnier place,
and as their sponsor, of course I’d move, too.

Happy Fall!

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Fall Cinquan

17 Sunday Nov 2013

Posted by P Moorman in Nature

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Autumn, fall, leaves, Nature, poems, Poetry

Autumn’s
Cool weather brings
Color changing splendor:
Fallen, raked and piled high leaves–
Jump in!

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Golden Threads Among the Needles

15 Friday Nov 2013

Posted by P Moorman in Mountains, Nature

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Autumn, color, fall, mountains, Nature, poems, Poetry

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Patched in quilted splendor,
shades of green pine
needle through
golden strings of aspen
as they thread their way
up the mountain.

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Cusp of Winter

09 Saturday Nov 2013

Posted by P Moorman in Nature

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fall, poems, Poetry, storms, Winter

Today was light and breezy,
with some gusts, but not a storm.
A light sweater was all I had,
and it kept my body warm.

Just yesterday was sunny,
shirt-sleeve weather, they’d say,
But tomorrow will be stormy,
with cold and blustery rain.

There seems to be no rhythm
to what the sky will bring.
‘Tis the changing of the seasons,
the cusp of Wintering.

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Freedom

04 Monday Nov 2013

Posted by P Moorman in Nature

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Autumn, fall, leaves, Nature, poem, Poetry

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Swirling, running, jumping,
Moving freely among the leaves
Scattering them hither-tither
Laughing, giggling, smiling
Sharing nature’s free spirit
As only a little boy can.

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Colored Perspective

31 Thursday Oct 2013

Posted by P Moorman in Nature

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Autumn, colors, fall, leaves, poems, Poetry

How is it that yesterday the
orange and gold leaves
glistened in the afterglow
of welcomed rain, yet
today they look eerie and drab
against dawn’s gray skies?

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