a morning so dark,
i could drown in it,
if not for the puncture of light
from the ground~
reds, yellows, oranges
wet jewels delighting
my soul
Kelly Salasin
HOLD ON (little leaves) HOLD ON!
“Hard to imagine snow so early for some~
this one is of the ‘powdered sugar‘ variety
coating just the tops of everything
cream upon the rosy ground foliage of fall
both tragic and beautiful
and then it all
begins to melt
like a mirage
in the sun.”
K. Salasin
I look past the garden’s destruction
to Autumn’s colors parading up my road
bright reds and fiery oranges calling
Look up! Look up!
I want to look down,
Mourning the passing of summer
But the colors clamor,
Look up! Look up!
Gifts are on the horizon
Autumn’s turning in
Is the medicine I need
Kelly Salasin, 2008
This Vermont Life 