
It’s Poetry Friday! Carol has the round up today at The Apples in My Orchard where she invites us to walk with her through photos taken at Flanders Field, honoring our veterans. Be sure to stop by for lots of poetry goodness.
It seems like autumn has barely begun, and already it is almost winter. The music and decorations of the holiday season are making their mark. But nature holds treasures waiting to be discovered during this transition time. This week my poetry group, the Nevermores, was invited to respond to Mary Oliver’s “Gratitude Poem” – to walk through nature and think about what we notice, admire, and find most wonderful.
As I walked the trail and did a bit of gardening, I tried to take a deeper look, listen more carefully, and wonder more intently.
As Autumn Kisses Winter
What treasures await?
hidden homes in high branches
star-tipped balloon flower stalks
nibbled hydrangea nubs (who’s been visiting?)
ribbons of rain
a surprise thunderstorm
echoing calls of wren and sparrow
ebbing leaf glow
the scent of frosty air
a squeak of sun through a quilted sky
Look up, look down, look all around.
Each season holds the promise of the next.
Draft, RoseCappelli2026
What treasures await for you to discover?
Rose, I had a dream that I took a group of students bird watching. What a sweet dream. And I wake up to read your lovely poem. I’ve noticed the hidden homes in high branches as the leaves thin out. I wish we were walking together, but I’m so grateful that we did have the chance to last weekend.
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