The energies of this most recent full moon in Scorpio have hit me hard in my feelings and the re-establishment of boundaries with people who are close to me.
Today as I was staring into the clear golden liquid of a free range chicken, mushroom, and leek bone broth, skimming the impurities, I felt inspired to write about how the love I have experienced is much like the seasons I have come to love in the hill country of Texas.
And it also seems that ‘seemingly’ is the word of the day. (Ha! Without even trying, until just a moment ago, I have been typing and saying this word all day!)
As nothing is as what it seems, and the waves of life often come in hidden messages and metaphors, I hope you enjoy these poems on the seasons (of love)
This series of poems is titled “Love like Seasons”
1. Love like Seasons
A love like seasons
Of the Texas Hill Country
Seemingly fickle
Capricious in all seasons
Except the brazen summer
2. Brazen is the Season
Steadfast is Summer
Frangible weather is through
Just paving the way
For a new season of growth
Burning hot with a passion
3. After Summer
Erratic Autumn
Variable like Spring
Sporadic Relief
With Wild rain and untamed wind
Enfolded and slaked dry grounds
4. Ephemeral Winter
Oh fleetingly so
Evanescent winter greets
With just a few days
Galid, do the tree limbs creak
Rapidly thawing to heat.
5. When the torrent fades
Wild blossoms flourish
Scattered by wind, birds, and bees
Speckle fields of green
Sun-kissed flowers so gratis
Radiant, wild, giddy…
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