Setting Fires to Rains to Bones Winter Comes
11/25 Sun is lower in the sky
11/25 Sun is lower in the sky,
Farther away circling
Darkness now comes 5:30 darkess
Farther to the Sostice
Dear Lord, please bless
Light of day dimishes
Seasons of reflections
Seasons of Thanksgiving
Seasons of memories of past deep family connections
Living is in the giving
Seasons come and go
Each memory streams out your name
Each family, friend, kin, soul
The leaves fall
Like most of my clan RIP go
Eternal Autumn the ghost burn memories triggered call
Dear sweet elders, Aunts, Uncles, Pappy, Grandma, Nanny
Aunt Donna, Ruth, June,
Uncle Donny, Jack, Russell, Sandy,
Once the drivers of big dinners gone, gone too soon
Seasons come and go
Morning turns to Noon.
Day swings to nights.
Crescents turn Full Moon
The nights get very cold
Keep the home fires burning with wood
And so the stories were told
And so each character gets teased good
And the Clan has all settled together in an Antelope cabin
The woman are in the kitchen all business and gossip
And the men watch sports drinking their scotch and sodas to lips
The weave old tales of famous goings on way out back
Back to the wild country
Looking back
Each engaged with hey hows it going
I am them and they are me
We are a small clan of characters growing
The wood stove was humming
The Big Game is on
Sarcasm competition…Cindy’s room Jethro Tull rock on
The Sun is lower in the sky
Dreams some stay and some immediately gone
Long johns, long sleeves
Saying Thank You, Please
Bringing order to chaos
Reverent I am down on my knees
This is not just about me, It is the Us
Blood teaches that blood runs deep roots
Mind your P & Qs
Mind your manners
Mind your tongue
Assure yourselves the daddy elephants of older folks
The Men, carry on
A season of expansion
A season of discoverings
The Holy Spirit, invited in
Healing old wounds recovering
A night time of watching the waxing Moon,
Moon glows white blue evenings glisten
Ice sparkles moon beams
Setting fires to rains,
Setting fires to unecessary confrontations.
Setting fires to the bones
Setting fires to doubt, fear, hesitations
Under the cool lighted conversations
Setting fires to a quickening
Setting fires to listening
Under thunderstorms shaking this village
Torrential rains followed the Thunder
Running 3 bocks to shelter
Under a celestial dome
Setting fires to wood chips pleasure
Setting fires to boundaries there and home
November A season to remember
Just where in the Hell, did I come from?
And where do think your going Buster?
Sun is getting lower in the sky
Dark at 5:30
Nothin last forever
Ancestors memories are forever
Stories and words are forever
As forever can go, goes beyond our comprehensions
“My words will never pass away”
Seasons come go
Days to nights
Body, mind, heart and soul
Sending you prayers tonight.