Day 358 - Recipe for a Rainbow

The icicles freeze like the dreams we never complete

They stop like the casual clapping off beat

The frozen calls Time to examine itself

Like the wise and ever immortal elf

The points they build up between seasons life

They point to the ground as sharp as a knife

With a magic they keep to shied this space

If you look closely there is a shimmering about this place

The glistening poetry that bends and glows

Comes with the recipe of sunlight, crystal and snows

It is the blessing of the dancing rainbows

Day 354 - A Christmas Eve Wish

Let me blow you a kiss

You can make any wish

Perhaps tonight it will come true

But if the love is to its mark miss

There will only be coal for you

Let's cozy up by the firelight

And wait for Santa to come tonight

Though I think my present is clear

Even as I dream it is in plain sight

In my visions you are right here

Your Secret Santa is me

Spreading seasons of glee

Packaged without a ribbon or bow

But still a delight to see

Make your wish.. and here we go

Day 340 - Mauve Memories

They used to only hold majesty

On the throne of Mother Nature, the queen

Lavender lives in a field so misty

Bits of magic living, never before seen

But by the fairies who decorate evenings

In the light of the Moon's cautious sliver

That calls upon the cricket that sings

Of her reign as the ultimate giver

Of mysterious moments locked far away

Within the eyes of ox-eyed Hera, so fair

Laced inside the words that Don Juan would say

Even in the pond that caught Narcissus' stare

Yes, the memories sweet mauves call upon

Bring up emotions of the rarest kind

Over which all of mankind is known to fawn

On which the wickedest spells, bind

Oh, Mother Nature how we revere you

With all of the wonders you reveal to be true

Day 324 - Wednesday's Wonder

Curl up into an inferno of shades

Whispering a secret that never fades

As the seasons become colder still

The colors ignite such a thrill

A story that runs through space and time

More lasting than any nursery rhyme

Ah the emotions it begins to stir

Defining Wednesday's wonder

Day 322 - Melancholy Monday

As winter sets in I begin to learn

Things that ice locks into reality

Things that tend to smart and burn

With the stinging touch of finality

Trees stand up against the gray

On this my melancholy Monday

They remind me hope awaits me

That the world is more than uncertainty