The glimmering sheen of ambers and golds opulently carpet the floor
For as far as the eye can see, the metallics delicately lace through the lane
Creating crisp autumnal scenes of ethereal imagery captured in time
The magical sight of the glistening stardust, evocative of the cooling of air
The breath taking spectacular; in all of it's glory
A visionary light that comes once in a year
Crystalline pools in the veins of the leaves, tracing the channels where the water once flowed
Fragile fractures, as the parched leaves decay and return to the earth where their magic resumes
A whole year awaits as we patiently pray for the sweet annual return of the stardust on autumn leaves
strength only comes through the higher power
beautiful like a lightning flash
thunder claps like a wild wave crash against the light reflective sun
turn the other cheek to heaps coals of fire on your enemies,
churning every so often in the sea's bewildered breeze
turning darkness and caves to bright shining light
Be a shining light to the darkest mysterious tunnels in life
Lets cut off the fighting and strife
Shoot for light instead of death without fearing for our life.
Fight the good fight on the side of life...Light will guide the way
Stars on strings dangle.
The prance of a lovely angel,
Infatuates those who know,
She will go against your foe.
Curtains unveil new life,
A dreamy eclipse reflects a knife.
Dull metallics do show,
She will greet your foe.
Lights from the heavens rain,
Luminating a growing pain.
Darkening course veins flow,
She will adore your foe.
Crumbling walls ungulate
Destruction writes a fate,
A bruised demon doth crow.
She is your foe.
Alas, dear Birkenstocks!
In a closet left, surely not because of theft.
Buried under a pyramid of your shoe sisters and brothers.
Rykas, Easy Spirit, Keds, Alegria and Crocs of course!
All those comfy wear from which I shall never divorce!
Metallics, flowered, Mary Janes, red, white.or any conservative color?
No chance, not for me.
In no way for you,sisters nor shoe brothers!
And that's no shame I slipped old Birkie's on last night.
Ah~my old,dear Birkie friends.
My toes can breathe and because of your toe bar and cupped heal.
I can walk easily with steady balance again.
A new pair of Birkie's coming to join our family.
Silvery-strapped numbers, I love so..
I don't dress understated and love to be flashy!
My feet love to breathe not closed in shoe coffins.
They are living things, which love the blue sky.
And now breathe oxygen, they must have.
My,oh my...these feet of mine.
February 22, 2020
1:30pm PST
Christmas
Christmas lights adorn
The evergreen
Red, green, blue , clear ones deck the tree
Ornaments : balls , ribbons
Golden, silvery and metallics
Glisten on its thyme and rosemary
Topped with a star
Twinkling in its night sky
The snow glow sings carols into the eve
Pine needles are it’s leaves
Presents at its feet
Sweet warm spicy pine cones
Fill the room
The gingerbread house is built
Topped with hard and chewy candies
Sealed with frosting
A hand written note :
For Santa
Freshly baked chocolate chip
cookies and milk
By the tree
Jolly are the children on the day
Joyful hearts and warm spirits
Candy canes and chocolates
Stuffed stockings above the fireplace
With little useful things
Gloves, scarves, hats, jewelry , makeup , perfume
As the day’s journey ends
The spark goes dim in the eyes
For the spirit of giving is more than a celebration and a gathering of kin
But that of the birth of Jesus Christ
Who God sacrificed for the love of mankind
A symbolic exchange of love
Of communion with ourselves
And the God above
Whose essence lives deep in us
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
12/20/19