It has been awhile since I last posted. Some times I was feeling empty. Some times I was feeling plugged. I do not really know the reasons. I speculate in my mind about it a lot. Que sera sera....what ever will be ...will be  the futures not mine to see......

This has been one physically miserable weekend. The cold and dampness settled into my body. I could not get warm. The weather change woke me up at 3:30 Friday morning. My body felt like I never took  my celebrex Thursday evening. I have not been comfortable since. So fall is here with winter not far behind.

I do have another poem but I am seeking an ending to it.

Old Maple

Cool is the Fall's

breath stripping

Spring's renewal  from

your limbs...

Discarded upon the

ground...

Warm, are fragile golden

embers holding memories

of a

summer sun

I ask you old maple,

standing to your

winters sleep...

Is it dreams

of summers past

sweetening your

 nectar at

Spring's awakening?

ccd 
Oct. 2012