Slip Sliding Away

Sliding on the ice
Was fun as a child.
That moment of free fall,
Like the weightlessness
Of a roller coaster ride.
The glide toward the unknown
Ending in a tumble in the snow.

Not so fun as an adult.
All the thoughts
Running through your head
Worrying about the landing.
Too much experience
With hard pavement
To enjoy the ride.

On to the Next Holiday

Turkey's done
Shopping's started.
Lights are sprouting up
Like vines on the houses.
Christmas trees
Grow glass flowers
And ornamentation.
Snowflakes adorn windows
As well as sidewalks.
Reindeer are running rampant
As lawn decorations.
Santa's sleigh can't be far behind!

Writing

Let the words flow out

With the ink

No interruptions

From the brain.

Words floating

Like letters in Alphabet soup.

Scooping out spoonfuls

To be gulped down.

Short phrases

Standing in for

Whole trains of thought

And the stories behind them.

The printed word

The soul's voice.

Technology

Kids run headlong

Unafraid into the future.

Enticed by bright shinny things

And captivated by the possibilities.

Adults run screaming

From the abyss.

Afraid to push the wrong button

Or change their life.

There should be an app for that.

Food Hangover

Too many wonderful flavors

Overload the system

And befuddle the brain.

Turkey tryptophans

Bring relaxation,

Savory dressing

Wakes the palate,

Fruity wines

Mellow the meal,

Pumpkin pie

Brings peace to the conclusion,

And mashed potatoes

Are just plain comfort food.

What a great food high.

Thanksgiving

Thank you for our little Ash tree

A baby when we moved in

Now blocking my view.

Thank you for our kitties

Newly adopted in grief

A constant source of joy.

Thank you for our marriage

Embarked on in impetuous youth

Ripening to a delicious age.

Thank you for our house

A humble home of dreams

Our sanctuary.

Thank you for our family

A constant of our growing up

Companions growing older.

Thank you fr our friends

Forged in delight

Strengthened with experience.

Thank you for our nation

Expected freedoms

Respected rights.

Thank you for our world

Places known and imagined

All wishes cherished.

Thank you for us

Growing in wisdom

Content in peace.

Impending Storm

Storm clouds gathering.

Silver bank of snow

On the horizon

Encroaching on November

Pushing into December.

Only bare branches

Now stand guard.