Withholding Nothing

Posted by on Sep 23, 2013 in New | 0 comments

Withholding Nothing

 

Good by summer--You surrender in subtle ways.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crunchy leaves let go; and fall all over themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The final full moon of summer launches moon cake lunacy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Breakfast at the Beachcomber

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here come those Santa Ana Winds again ♪♪♪ hums in my head.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Palm trees, pumpkins, soup suppers, squashes,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

sunsets,

 

 

 

 

 

 

and sunflowers line the horizon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Petite mums open like creamy blonde stars.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tender mercies trail behind me; all dressed up like hobos, scarecrows, and slipper princesses on parade.

 “As long as the earth endures seedtime

and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease.”

Genesis 8:22

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