November 11, 2017

Why can’t I be back
floating in aqua lagoons?
I could use some sun.

November 10, 2017

Diet blown in a
blaze of glory- birthday cake
is a fine excuse.

November 9, 2017

While brambles die back,
fresh young ferns creep forth to fill
void- autumn unfurls.

November 8, 2017

Sunrise falls later,
we don’t want to get up- but
morning colours awe.

November 7, 2017

Which one of you is
next? Mangled flesh on way to
pit of acid. Chomp!

November 6, 2017

Rescued from garden,
blooming in captivity
now- summer’s last gift.

November 5, 2017

Some trees almost bare,
others dress with utmost care-
autumn fashions change.

November 4, 2017

Sailing through autumn,
colour fading around us-
winter’s dull grey waits.

November 3, 2017

A blizzard by our
standards- snowfalls unsettle
mild Victorians.

November 2, 2017

If only I could
go south for winter- without
flying commercial.

November 1, 2017

No trick-or-treaters
came, bowl of candy remains-
what are we to do?

October 31, 2017

Excitement builds as
the minutes tick by- oh to
be trick-or-treating.

October 30, 2017

Roasted pumpkin seeds,
crunch, hint of salt- redolent
of Octobers past.

October 29, 2017

Colour gradient,
distant twinkle of lights- town
below falls asleep.

October 28, 2017

What a glorious
surprise you are- your face lights
up any fall day.

October 27, 2017

Riot of colour,
combats grey fall days- beauty
to buoy autumn mood.

October 26, 2017

Over the trees, sky
stretches for eternity-
distant horizons.

October 25, 2017

Evergreens contrast
sharply with turning oaks- fall’s
bright cloak is dropping.

October 24, 2017

Last of the harvest,
reminders of summer sun-
autumn deepening.

October 23, 2017

A quiet moment,
when you’re finally sleeping-
I think I’ll doze too.

October 22, 2017

Mountain of cookies,
baked on a Sunday- tea with
you, perfect excuse.

October 21, 2017

Pick a few sprigs of
what’s left in the yard- bring fall’s
sparse beauty inside.

October 20, 2017

Blue skies in fall seem
bluer, more precious- perhaps
it’s all those grey days.

October 19, 2017

Adult feet are gross,
but baby feet are so sweet-
give me one more dose.

October 18, 2017

Reaching for scarce light,
Christmas cacti prepare- now
their colour’s savoured.

October 17, 2017

Rain before seven,
means shine by eleven round
here- at least sometimes.

October 16, 2017

Fly away from here,
chill closes in by day- I
hear it’s warm down south.

October 15, 2017

Sail into winter,
leave warm summer glow behind-
moor and wait for spring.

October 14, 2017

Last reminder of
summer fades silently- chill
creeps closer each night.

October 13, 2017

Cold grey morning looms,
as weekend nears, rainclouds swell-
this always happens.