seasons

night walk

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the chill air laps at noses
and it slobbers on paws
and there, a silver sliver moon
during our evening walk

icy puddles shine like diamonds
the ‘don’t-walk-here’ mirror
an owl hoots nearby
come here, come here

the shush-shush of snow on boots
and the sound of passing cars
me: you’re barking at nothing!

no–we’re barking at the stars!

hah. I’m proud of my little sketch. I’m trying to get better. Bought some watercolor supplies the other day.
January almost done! I hope you all have a great week!

AJM

flying south

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the geese are flying
i watch them pass overhead
they’re heading south for winter
to be somewhere warm instead

i hear them before i see them
honking in the cloud-filled sky
the snap of the air tells them
its that time of the year to fly

my dog Koda woos and barks
when he hears them flying low
they’re heading someplace new now
i look up and watch them go

I accidentally went MIA again…just been busy at work. Everything is just exhausting lately.

AJM

Monday-est of Mondays

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late for work today

twisted my ankle walking

miserable rain

Forgot to get a post ready last night, sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection, it’s rainy and dark, and turned my ankle walking into work. 😭😭  I’d like a redo for today, thank you!

AJM

Where Did the Summer Go

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Where did the summer go
We’re heading back to school
I miss the warmth already
As the nights are getting cool

I want those long days in the sunshine
I want the afternoons at the beach
The warm nights that last forever
Lighting bugs flashing out of reach

I want iced tea in a frosted glass
BBQ chicken and mac and cheese
Fireworks so close you can touch them
I want a sunburn, even, please–

I want picnics with the family
I want to taste a summer rain
I want to hug the skies forever
I want to come back home again

Life happens. Did not get a chance to get this posted on Monday. I hope everyone has a great week!

AJM

Goodbye June

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it’s the last performance
flashes of summer
glitter like starlight

we’ve come to see the show
the night air
jitters with excitement
that one twirls
that one sparkles

memories burst apart around me
like the end of a song

blink, blink, blink, blink
and then they’re gone

Gold star for anyone who can guess what this poem is about. 😉 It’s one of my favorite things about summer. I really hate to say goodbye to June.

–AJM