Saturday, November 8, 2025

#103

 Smile, nod, gift from God.

Hold this moment closely.

Very air, life and love,

Cherishing together;

Breathing peace, exhaling hope

We create the treasure.

#102

 Blurry shapes and

coolness, but not crisp.

Autumn air anticipates

without deciding.


Saturated, slick and limp;

the crunch is gone.

Decay settles,

ready.