 Today
the snow began above in the mountains moving down silently crossing the rocky cliffs dusting the stoic trees whitening the fields sharing my window. © 2019 Larry Kilham  The mist rises from the lake
in the chilly dawn. The ducks are leaving and winter is coming. The frost is on the panes but we will have each other in our feathered nest. © Larry Kilham  White and pink and yellow and awesome
the daisies bloom until the cool of autumn. Most other plants have shed their flowers that have gladdened us for many hours. Now there are fields of golden daisies quiet beauty as far as the eye can see restoring hope, joy, and tranquility after a season of chaos and uncertainty. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham There's the crisp fall air and
the fruit stands are closing. The foliage colors are starting hummingbirds are leaving. Enjoy the coming winter – a forever tradition. The endless season of climate change is coming. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham  The water lilies are floating on a placid pond
while the busy biosphere churns below and the bewildering human world lurks beyond. The lily pads happily absorb the sunlight into their myriad living cells and they offer rest when dragonflies alight. Why can’t we be like the water lilies floating along through the universe of life leaving the environment free of strife. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham We have consumed and spent
and now we are moths to the flame. When opportunities receded and there was no better way our pride flickered and faded and our dreams flew away. Our elders spoke of our faith in common ideals and a higher being to assure our strength anew. Adversity was our challenge and progress pulled us through. Now we can speak of starting again in a beckoning faraway land not on another planet but as leaves of grass in a temperate place far from the political morass. If I return to the human hive and absorb the synthetic surround, I’ll miss nature’s creatures at play and you’ll hear me cry for our dreams that flew away. © 2019 Larry Kilham  The first rays of the sun
shine through the translucent petals of the hollyhock so that it stands alone in the universe. © 2019 Larry Kilham  I saw a robot in the garden today.
It asked me to come and play. But I thought that was a ruse because its battery needed juice. So I asked, Do the birds need feed or is there anything else they need? And it replied, No, just bring the charger so I can stay here longer. And I asked, What about the plants and flowers? and it replied, I’ve been weeding those for many hours. I pressed on, What about the beans and tomatoes corn, squash, and potatoes? Then the robot made bold to say, Come to the garden and bring a sack and I’ll show you how to harvest the veggies and bring them back! (c) 2019 Larry Kilham |
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