Autumn

The forest is a gallery Where autumn blithe comes painting With sweeping stride the countryside And finds me there escaping Summer wanes, my passion breathes For northern oak and maple leaves As red as life that pulses new within me Verdure flutters from the trees Like amber floating on the breeze There never lived an … Continue reading Autumn

Only Dust

Across the emerald crest of earth A gentle zephyr blows She stirs the languid bowers And the cool of eve bestows The noble trees give shade and strength The vines upon them trust And blossoms fair perfume the air But I am only dust The sapphire stream refreshes As she dances on her way She … Continue reading Only Dust

Shades of Art

Strokes with no rhyme, the shades of art The ceaseless longings in my heart In restless whine, the green of time I seek to hush its stirring Colors blur, afraid, unsure But finally believing Silent voices, brilliant lines By eloquence deceiving (?) Tease and stay by night and day As silk and satin dreams do … Continue reading Shades of Art