ALL HALLOW'S EVE

Photo by S. Auberle
All Hallow's Eve--tonight the veil thins between our worlds...

GHOST

 

the door to my house

is painted blue,

 

a witchy woman hangs

on my kitchen wall,

 

a crucifix graces the hall--

still, he got in

 

that ghost

I tried so hard to keep out

 

the one always

asking forgiveness.

~  mimi



AUTUMN SONNET

Photo by S. Auberle

 
I asked you, once, what happens

when dreaming comes to an end.

When light that falls through the trees

no longer seems able to tend

to those dreams into which we leapt

long ago, now grown cold

and autumn closing in,

brash, blustery and bold

and wind stripping leaves bare

from trees that once sheltered us,

life and death beneath my feet

now become just dust.

O my heart, help me remember

in every cold fire remains an ember.

~  Mimi





An old favorite, from "Crow Ink," published by Little Eagle Press 2009

LONESOME THINGS

Photo by S. Auberle
new photo, old poem

LONESOME THINGS, MAYBE

 

a house

unlighted

but for one window

 

old sheet music

unplayed

since 1942

 

one dog

unquiet

barking at the hidden moon

 

last sailing boats

unoccupied

moored in the harbor

 

autumn rain

unwelcome

blackening the road

 

wet red leaves

unappreciated

except in old love songs

 

~  mimi

HAD TO DO IT

Photo by S. Auberle

I know, you've seen a thousand photos already of autumn...but forgive me, please, I just had to add another one...and a little poem.  Not sure I'm ready to return to Mimi's yet, but maybe...anyway, thanks for looking in again...



 

FIRST EVENING OF AUTUMN

 

how we put a squash

in the oven to roast

 

along with pork and apples

then walked hand in hand

 

beside the bay's teal waters

how the waves sang

 

and a north country

wind blew brisk

 

how the season changed

with one swoop

 

of Basho's crow

through brittle leaves

~mimi