Strands of wheat fly
In the five o’clock breeze
Flecks of amber and emerald
Delight in nature’s orchestration
Even the sinking sun lingers
to bear witness…
Arm in arm we press forward
Faces flushed, hearts racing
Inside your pocket
Our fingers interlace
And your October smile
Gives autumn’s brilliance
A whole new light
It is here I revel
My path perfectly illuminated
Forever basking in your
Aura of gold
(For Noelle)
Copyright 8/16/2008
Dani Heart
The winds of discord are warm, arid, and empty;
Like the vacancy of places long since abandoned where the only thing louder than the silence is the eerie rustling of things left unsettled…
Unlike the fresh cool breezes of spring or the invigorating first flurries of winter these tepid dusty winds offer no comfort as they fail to lift and carry away the heaviness on my heart.
©Dani
Nov 15, 2021
May you never have to cry out in pain?
While navigating your life’s mundane…
And if you do I hope those who’re dear
Come running from places far and near
To guide you past agony and frustration
Of injuries present without explanation
I wish you sweet, gentle, speedy healing
This part of aging is less than appealing
©Dani
November 6, 2021
a Heart on the matter 