TheBanyanTree: one day in mid-september

[Julie Anna Teague]

(building on Rob's lead and taking up Laura's challenge...)

morning

it's oatmeal season
cold morning, warm bowl, steamed milk,
quick morning snuggle

I need a jacket
biking in, and ear warmers,
and more days like this

afternoon

wrote you just to say
it's clear blue and cloudless here,
a Santa Cruz day

and wonder why, still,
always, this color of sky
fills my head with you

evening

stretch of glowing gold
someone's suburban prairie
gone wild and lovely

wild geese lift from field
all squawk and wing and feather
I stand stunned, earthbound