Season of the witch…and friends

Must be that time of year,
flying in to spend some time
hanging out with friends
as the cool wind whips
and the ghosts wander the woods,
Hound dogs bay at the night
and fall is all around.
The night is filled with frightful sounds
as the season of the witch
finds me waiting.
Full moon fever changes moods and mind,
clouds obscure the starry sky,
wet ground chills the air
and fog rises to smother the sights
of things that go bump in the night.
He is alive
in night time dreams
and terrors not this soul
but gives comfort like flowers,
creaking and groaning
the house sings its song,
of Halloween tricks
and treats.
Two awesome Halloween creations mastered by my loving Mother and given to me…finally after much pleading and begging. Both winners of a blue and red ribbon at the County Fair. Made with love and now living here.

Dreams of tangerine

Earth, wind, and fire
Sisters stand
Against the sky
Tangerine atmosphere
Rippled and flowered
The hopes and dreams
Swirling through and around
Becoming a part of one.
Reaching out to paint the world
With thoughts spun
Sweetness like honey,
Joy the scent of citrus,
Invigorating and alive
In its essence
Of sunlight.
Midnight dreams peeled back,
Exposed to the light of
The consciousness,
Brought forth into being,
Once spoken becoming truth.
Plucking the orbs of life
Like planets in the sky,
Tiny tangerine suspended
Tree of life
Held in the hand
And inhale that which makes it