First Snow

it seems so early

in the season

but there it is–

falling gently

like love

at first sight–

too soon to know

if it will leave you

out in the cold

 

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harvest moon

the wind

so powerful

tonight

it could carry

the moon

transport it

to my dreams–

within

 

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Coffee Art

It was a morning ritual. Coffee art and a croissant. Rush hour. The daily commute. The crowd stampede.

She wondered if it was all worth it. Or if it was time to make a change. Leave it all behind and start anew.

Go after that dream, unfulfilled. See what would come of taking risks. Try something different.

But first, coffee.

 

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gatherings

cinnamon, caramel

hues of orange & auburn

vintage lacy linens

 

roasted chestnuts

crackling fire, apple pie

and all the trimmings

 

but family gatherings

are just not the same–

without you

 

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Sunflowers in November

something to be

grateful for–

a little sunshine

in the midst

of the holidays

craze–

when we often

forget

what’s really

important

 

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I wonder

Whom do I write for–

are the stars listening

or do my words get lost

in the infinite sky

searching for a home

longing–

to make a difference

 

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the sound of rain

when the day is over

and the world’s noise

has quieted down

all is left

is the sound of rain

and a fading memory

of you

 

© 2019 magicofwords