Summer's Fading Songs

courtesy of wikipedia

The heat of summer still flushes my cheeks on my daily walk but, there is a subtle change in scenery. The trees now are a paler shade of green and some have yellow and orange tints.  Red-Winged blackbirds no longer perform their musical trill.  Robins seem scarce as their song becomes a distant memory of longer days.  Geese come and go as they gather for their next journey.  I listen for the soft whispers of summer's magic but, I feel them fading with the evening breeze. Fall is approaching on tippy-toes as to not disturb the remaining days of the warm season of lazy day-dreaming hammock afternoons. 

In my heart,  I know the harvest season is approaching.

summer's magic dusk
green heron small and stocky
chestnuts fall softly

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Butterfly Song

"Migration"  Painting by Eddie Schrieffer

My wings ripped
in this world of isolation
do you understand the gravity of the situation

watching the butterflies dance

my mind is full of wanderlust
in this galaxy of interstellar travel
weightless, my thoughts migrate

dancing to the butterflies song

my heart is full, emerging with desire
dreaming of that one transforming touch
that will break me free from my cocoon

give me more than the same old song & dance

show me your eyes, the reflections of your soul
and I will give you pieces of my truest self
together we will focus on mending our wings

give me a new reason to sing the songs of life

 

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