A Summer Moon

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A Summer Moon

born to
a summer moon
always yours
to hold

with golden curls
that honeycomb
the morning’s
early glow

through fields
woods and meadows
rafting
on pond seas

we play
catching rides
on children’s swings
laughing in the breeze

we hunt seaglass
the color of your eyes
tumbled by the shore’s
rocky waves

pray to the goddess
and converse
with trees
amongst the craggy graves

the warmth of tea
bread and butter
a smile through tears
on your face

we watch two eagles
soar and glide
alone and together
hearts fill with grace

this breath
of life but
a firefly’s
flight

catch it
the sweet dimple
of evening’s
soft light

born to
a summer moon
always yours
to hold

a shooting star
blessed with grace
finds her way
home

for Robin ~ beloved friend forever

Rest In Peace ~ July 18, 1952 – August 13, 2012

A

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Under Its Spell

Crossing Another Threshold

Sweetbay Magnolia…
smitten under its spell
I propose marriage

giddy
I say Yes!
butterflies in my gut

imagine
my smile
doubled

I shall wear
a pink cotton dress
and a daisy in my hair

grass and clover
between my toes
an acorn cap ring

my vows are tender
sweet and sincere
a cardinal croons nearby

Dogwood and Redwood
sabor a path
a rabbit scoots ahead

mint and sage
peach and plum
ripen their blessings

sky and clouds
puff and glow
honey to the sun

my blue farmhouse
welcomes and windows
crossing another threshold

I rock in my chair swing
and imagine this
on my wedding day

me marrying me
under its spell…
the magnolia sweetbay.

ag ~ 2014