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Originally posted by [profile] greenmanenvy_fd at Waverly Oaks Sycamore / Of Seasons

Waverly Oaks Sycamore

Waverly Oaks Sycamore 2005





Of Seasons

By Everett A Warren

Winds forever blowing
A fade to a chill
Leaves upon the ground
A silent blanket upon the world
Speaking of seasons



Trees lay bared
Souls lie open to ponder
Restless they shake their limbs
For grey they will remain in despair
Whispering of seasons



Rains may echo
Falling slower
Damp beads shine and glimmer
In diffusion the light of full moon
Measuring of seasons



Restless sighing
In caverns of Heart
Forging new worlds to wander
Yet lost in the memories long past
Dreaming of seasons





Copyright © 1992 Everett A Warren











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Originally posted by [profile] greenmanenvy_fd at Graceful / seasons wane

Graceful

Graceful, 2008





seasons wane

By Everett A Warren

words drift downward
like leaves
dancing with gravity
somewhere between laughter and tears


whispers cling tenaciously
like mists
obscuring tomorrows
somewhere between hope and despair


offerings
of light and love
filter through the trees
sunbeams that flicker and fade
elusively retreating with each step



what does darkness bring as seasons wane
like dreams
upon the waking
somewhere between sunshine and falling rain




Copyright © 2004 Everett A Warren



This poem can be found in the collection Poetry from the Porch Period,
available via the publisher or from Amazon.com
or on order from your local bookstore!









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Originally posted by [profile] greenmanenvy_fd at Silver / To sing like a drop of rain...

Silver

Silver, 2008





To sing like a drop of rain...

By Everett A Warren

I am silent,
still, and listening.
The words I seek echo
just beyond my reach.
They crawl through fallen leaves,
dance in the falling rain,
they leave me wanting for more.





As the chill in the air
seeps into my bones,
the warmth I feel inside
calls fondly to a long-forgotten friend.
As timeless whispers
cascade from leaf to limb,
I long to run with them again.





To sing like a drop of rain
on Autumnal leaves -
cold clear waters drumming
on fiery hearts that wander free.
Rising in the mists
to chase the dreams
that are true but shall never be.







Copyright © 2004 Everett A Warren



This poem can be found in the collection Poetry from the Porch Period,
available via the publisher or from Amazon.com
or on order from your local bookstore!









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Last night, [livejournal.com profile] aequitaslevitas and I set up a makeshift driveway light so trick-or-treaters could find their way up the driveway:

Will o' Wisp
Will o' Wisp

Some more under the cut... )
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For the most part, these shots were taken along the same trail(s) as the earlier LGNC set ... the LNE and the Prairie Grass Loop, this time without the D&L and with the Chestnut Oak trail.

We also had first-time hiker and mountaineer Mr. B along with us... so we fell behind the group quite a lot, and most of the shots were taken one handed while trying to hang on to a four year old with the other... =)

Fiery Ferns

More under the cut, some largish... )

Click on any picture to go over to Flickr for more and - if you're a Flickr member - other sizes. Some photos are available as prints on Zazzle - and any that aren't there yet can be, if there's interest! =)

Semi-cross posted with some different pics to [livejournal.com profile] naturesbeauty

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