Sunday, October 9, 2016

Goodnight, Garden / A Final Garden / October, Alaska

Goodnight, Garden

Time to
put the garden
to bed,
tucked under a
blanket of leaves.
Rest now,
have sweet dreams
of spring sun.
Night, night.

A Final Garden

Some year,
perhaps soon,
I will plant
my final garden.
Autumn now
for me,
loss and decay
after splendid summer
of growth and color.
Some time-
a big sleep
with no awakening
when I
become earth.

October, Alaska

I want to take
big, fat bites
of the sun,
to feast on light
before winter.
Might be stuffed
with sunlight
for a day,
not sustained
for the season.


1 comment:

  1. Your appetite for sunlight must be incredible facing months of darkness. Like a big fat bear before hibernation who gorges to last the winter.