Just some ramblings - a little poetry, some Creative Non-fiction, a picture of two - from Lake Hebron as I sit here on the front porch, staring across the water, listening to the loons, and enjoying the life of a retired English teacher. And please, leave me a comment, a note, tell me how much you loved -- or hated -- my writing, what it made you think of, made you feel, for it is poetry, meant to invoke in you what it is we share in common, what it is that makes us human.
Fall’s Equinox is fast approaching,
and the Summer’s Triangle slowly retreats,
replaced again by Autumn’s
Celestial Sea, a change
of seasons and the movement of
constellations
through the heavens, the Lyre, the Eagle,
the Swan
descending, giving rise to Pegasus,
Perseus,
and Cassiopeia; the Wingรจd Horse,
the Hero, and Vanity’s beauty
ushered in,
a tale of betrayal and rescue and
love,
happily-ever-after in the northern
sky,
the gods immortalized in the stars.
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