...on "Nature and Our Changing Seasons"

http://spillwords.com/author/phyllispcolucci/

https://www.amazon.com/Phyllis-P.-Colucci/e/B00VMU8B44

 

 

 

 

                                  NATURE’s HIGH  

Like a White Horse in majestic splendor,

                Galloping through jaded bliss-

                                She ran…

Her naked breasts slapped the winds

Her golden mane gave chase

With dew-kissed feet she blessed the land

                and christened it “Her Space”.

Her jeweled lips of ruby red

                told a tale of love-

Of Winter snow and Springtime mist

                her gifts from up above

Of Summer sun and Autumn hue

                and flight of virgin dove

To her delight, the day met night

                she settled  ‘neath  her sky

To rest and dream and snuggle in

                             the warmth of Nature’s High.

               
                    MAGIC

There is Magic in the silence of a shocking starlit night

As children dream the dreams of kings

                ‘til darkness turns to light

There is Magic in the roaring of a righteous raging sea

As salt-spray soothes the burning sands

                the seagulls frolic free

There is Magic in the seasons that turn the pages of time

As Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall

                mature like aging wine 

There is Magic in the whistling wind that prances past my face

And lightly stings my reddened cheeks

                with Mother Nature’s grace

There is Magic in the universe for everyone to share

Just turn your head throughout your day

                for it is always there…