cellar door afar
cellar door ajar
amber discovered
candle uncovered
cellar door afar
cellar door ajar
candlelight covered
amber light hovered
cellar door afar
cellar door ajar
amber light covered
candle smoke hovered
Each year the amber season arrives carrying its quiet cargo of dreams,
and I walk the bronze-lit shoreline where gold settles like soft breath,
trusting the world’s gentler side, the part that doesn’t break.
The sky deepens into a copper and lavender calm, a place where nothing seems to break,
and even my thoughts drift softly, arranging themselves into slow-moving dreams
that glide like leaf-boats along the gilded corridor of the river’s breath.
I breathe in the warmth rising from autumn’s breath,
feeling the annual turning of time, the way it refuses to rush or break,
and in that stillness I sense the amber pulse of returning dreams.
Amber dreams,
held by autumn’s breath,
refusing to break.
in the mist wood morning,
he rises
on his slender branch~
a small furry silhouette
against descending gold.
the leaves know him,
rustling his name
in quiet spirals;
the fog parts
just enough
to crown his tail
with pale light.
he is keeper
of the in-between places~
where amber meets shadow,
where breath becomes breeze,
where time pauses
long enough
for magic
to remember itself.
his eyes, bright as dew,
read the woodland’s secrets:
which tree dreams of summer,
which root hums with old stories,
which path is safe
for wandering hearts.
one twitch of whisker,
one soft lift of paw,
and the forest listens~
every branch,
every drifting leaf,
every creature
waiting for his signal
to begin the day.
he is small,
yes~
but the mist knows
power isn’t measured
in size,
only in presence.
and in this suspended autumn,
he stands
as guardian of the golden quiet,
the one who keeps watch
over forest dreams.
Lento Soup - 9-1-26
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Autumn's Amber Breath
Sweet autumn's amber breath completes
Bittersweet's return, upbeat
Among the aster, so far flung,
Unsung glory in her harvest tongue.
On golden seas of sunflower swans
Dawn's soft sighs ripple, like chiffon
In rhythmic waves fall's silver grin
Spins the scarlet season's love-in.
golden light recedes
a gentle sigh the breeze makes~
nature`s cycle spins
the day`s orb, once fierce
now tells a quieter tale~
mountains a witness
tall trees toss a moan
summer reign reaches its end~
time begins to bend
before amber blush
leaves sing with a buzzing sound~
the sky lends its ears
sunbeams softly fade
cicadas cease their loud tunes~
stillness in the night
birds prepare for flight
warmer climes waiting for them~
summer`s sweet farewell
summer softly close
a string of moments held dear~
memories remain
a final warm breeze
carries scents of sun baked earth~
harvest time at hand
air, once thick with scent
carries cool whispers to space~
a prelude to fall.
Caribbean adventure await
Searching for the legendary amber diamond
Sealing one's fate
All packed ready mate
Emotions tingle about the mining
Caribbean adventure await
Taking the challenging bait
Swimming the ocean depths long and winding
Sealing one's fate
Discovered below great timing
Get your facts straight
Caribbean adventure await
Sipping tropical beverages on a date
Grateful, discovering the financial chiming
Sealing one's fate
Fool's river panhandling dining
Until someone yells, wait
Caribbean adventure await
Sealing one's fate
wild winds start to sigh
dancing leaves in hurried swirl
nature's ballet grand
golden leaves descend
whispering secrets to earth
a gentle farewell
sunlight, softer now
paints the world in amber hues
nature's final blush
geese fly overhead
a journey to distant lands
their calls mount to sky
pumpkins in the field
waiting for joyful harvest
sweetness from the soil
apples ripe and sweet
juice drips down the eager chin
taste of autumn's joy
longer shadows creep
as the day begins to wane
peace rests in the soul
scent of wood smoke drifts
carried on the crisping air
old memories stirred
misty mornings rise
veils of white across the land
quiet beauty seen
crisp air fills the lungs
a cleansing breath for the soul
preludes winter`s hold.
watching the sunrise
it's spark of amber glow
awakens nature
When Autumn bring hues of amber color,
I stand looking in awe and in wonder;
the forest is strokes of watercolor,
soon, the forest will have snow cover.
Farmers are busy for Harvest season,
the corn, grain and pumpkins, and all that hay;
that ever clock ticking in my region,
for all the farmers there is no halfway.
I am looking forward to Thanksgiving,
the turkey, stuffing, and the apple pies;
and watch the leaves falling, changing,
in nature a trees sleeps- never dies.
But, the wild winds and rain make huge trees shake;
and many moan and groan, shatter and break.
Where molten sunset bleeds across the lake,
A single rose ignites in golden fire,
Her silken petals flushed with amber wake.
She crowns the water like a living pyre,
Each layered heart ablaze with liquid light,
While trembling ripples chase the sun's desire.
Pink sisters drift in shy, reflected might--
Their velvet heads aglow on mirrored glass,
As emerald lily pads in silence write
A secret map of shadow, gleam, and brass,
Small lotus lanterns flicker, ruby-bright,
And cast warm halos where the darkness mass.
The distant mountains blush in violet night,
Their jagged crowns still drinking dying rays,
As every ripple sings the fading light.
Yet one great rose, in radiant display,
Drinks deep the sky's last wine and holds the day.
She moves like a smoky shadow
Ebony eyes with eclectic stare
Not knowing softness heart shallow
Rating hugs dismissing kisses shared
Youth was never an amber advantage
Understand she was taken for granted
amber resin drop
mosquito in a pendant
pricey jewelry
Blessed to live another day
I am so grateful I celebrate
Racing life’s clock limited time
Too determined to stop I find
Happy because I choose to be
Despite life’s challenges I am free
Amber spirit of a beating red heart
Yesterday is gone tomorrow a start
Mirror mirror
On the wall
As an amber autumn leaf
I too shall fall
Nothing is promised
Not even life itself
Except if you live
You too shall meet death
So live your life well
Be happy and true
Dare to denim care
And return love too
Watch the sun rise
Enjoy the view
When moon is high
Take it in too
For life flies by in scenes
No matter your age
Sometimes it seems
To just be a phase
Until it passes
And you’ve prayed
For rose colored glasses
Of yesterday
November Challenge - Ode to my Amber-Green Eyes - 11-11-25
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Ode to My Amber Green Eyes
Deep pools of amber-green fire
You sizzle with my topaz energy
Gold flecks of electric vitality
Change to chartreuse coals of passion
You sing of my Celtic heritage,
Poetic legends of Valkyrie,
In flashing loden bonfires
Tigers mesmerized in beryl depths
Find serenity in green ocean waves
To my lyrics of lush summer forests.
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