A Coming Change…

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Today is still dark outside my window.

A promise of sweeping chill.

My mind and senses groan for the coming of it like the bee to the flower.

Come, Fall in all your glory!

Come with your cleansing wind!

Brush away the stickiness in my head.

The old stuffy clamminess, heat, and stuff of piled up

summer  dog-days weighing me down.

Brush through my hair, my brain and soul.

Let me sprout a pair of wings perhaps, that I could dance on your breeze!

Or set me free upon the air in a huge rising balloon so as to see the entire earth.

Let me sense, touch, taste, breathe, live into the crisp sharp newness of Fall.

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Ominous Storms and Strange

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Beware ye Isle most glorious

of queens and kings both

Lions and Lambs.

Something wicked and strange

this way comes.

An Ophelien wind portends,

bending its vortexed eye

toward Dover.

The Ides of October

to history amend.

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Ominous Storms and Strange

 

Beware ye Isle most glorious

of queens and kings both

Lions and Lambs.

Something wicked and strange

this way comes.

An Ophelien wind portends,

bending its vortexed eye

toward Dover.

The Ides of October

to history amend.

 

October’s Ominous Occurances

Falling into fictitious fantasy…

Sometimes hitting raked leaves…

Or knocking all breathable air away…

Finding hallucination funny

Or ghastly as mind bends

Along with body, bloody, terror.

Fearing to name the horror

Or look into its face

After all it’s

                   🔱   October ⚰️                  
 

Blinding Grace

Line by line

 

Time,

passes, encompassing the soul

in exuberant joy.

Changing  life in fits and starts.

 

Turning, sweeping, leveling

like Autum wind,

Melding  new and old

into One.

 

Creating a blinding image,

more beautiful and rare

than eyes like mine deserve.

 

God,

in His infinite glory and faithfulness,

Pours out Grace upon Grace

Leaving me face down

in Wonder and Praise.

 

“Beware the Hands of The Wizard”: In Response to: Buji-nin – Photo Seeking Caption

Hands hold the vessel ancient, black

Set upon with dragons, bowl to stack.

Its wizard pours out wishes, non shall lack.

Beware his brew, you’ll not come back.

Buji-nin: Photo Seeking Title

Here we go…..”Buji-nin” the man himself has begun a game with us. 

He seeks a title for the submitted photo in his unfailing love of playing the challenge, his haughty wit and rooting out the depth of the minds of others.  

Yesterday in my post I mentioned that I wish you could know this guy. The evidence points to the fact that he is in favor of it.

I am taking the challenge. What is the depth of your mind on this one?

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-“open your door to new ideas, let them flow in, open the back door, let them flow out, do not serve them tea???” – (his words on the photo)