As the rains settle
The fog rolls in....
Covering the trees
Of their colors....
Yellows,greens
Reds,oranges too....
It blankets a path of mystery
Covering the sights we see...
Only the sounds
The traffic,the barking of a dog...
The silhouette of people
As they walk by...
Embrace what nature gives
As the seasons change...
For everything
Is of beauty....
If you look for it
To see..........
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Monday, October 23, 2017
Monday, October 9, 2017
My Fall......
As the fall breezes, blow in
I smell the aroma of burning leaves
All brown
Crumbly at your feet......
I feel the coolness of the air
As the temperatures
Try to rise for the day.......
I see the leaves of many trees
The colors
Of each and every one.....
The brilliant reds
Golden browns
Dark ruby
As many other colors follow......
The grass is greener
Morning dew,less heat
Help the way......
People walking
The wearing of sweaters
Maybe a jacket too........
The last of the gardens
Producing the fruits
Of as many plants
As it can do......
Tomatoes of red
Peppers of green
Yellow and Oranges too......
The flowers taking on the blooms
That they have left
I see purple,pink
Yellows and white.....
The season of fall
My personal favorite of all....
A comfort
Perfect weather
Of days and nights....
A time to sit and relax
Watch the leaves
As they glide
From the trees
To the ground....
Nourishing the Earth
For a start of a new season to follow..
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
I smell the aroma of burning leaves
All brown
Crumbly at your feet......
I feel the coolness of the air
As the temperatures
Try to rise for the day.......
I see the leaves of many trees
The colors
Of each and every one.....
The brilliant reds
Golden browns
Dark ruby
As many other colors follow......
The grass is greener
Morning dew,less heat
Help the way......
People walking
The wearing of sweaters
Maybe a jacket too........
The last of the gardens
Producing the fruits
Of as many plants
As it can do......
Tomatoes of red
Peppers of green
Yellow and Oranges too......
The flowers taking on the blooms
That they have left
I see purple,pink
Yellows and white.....
The season of fall
My personal favorite of all....
A comfort
Perfect weather
Of days and nights....
A time to sit and relax
Watch the leaves
As they glide
From the trees
To the ground....
Nourishing the Earth
For a start of a new season to follow..
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Tuesday, September 5, 2017
Keep Walking..
I watched the Eagle fly
Into the distant skies....
My thoughts started to drift
Like a gentle rain on my soul...
Reminding me
Of my past
To where I would go....
It reminds me of a few
Old sayings...
"Sometimes a shortcut,
Is the long way around"...
"Living with your eyes closed
Is easy"....
But I never did so...
I have miles of memories
On that road...
What will tomorrow bring
Would it bring a memory....
Or float away
Like a leaf
In a trickle stream....
Where is my life going
Where has it been....
Memories are forever
Dreams do come true....
The window to my heart
Use to have dead echoes
It only took you halfway.....
A path will always be there
With the glows
Of the moonlite nights.....
Making miles of more memories
What many tomorrows
Will bring.......
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Into the distant skies....
My thoughts started to drift
Like a gentle rain on my soul...
Reminding me
Of my past
To where I would go....
It reminds me of a few
Old sayings...
"Sometimes a shortcut,
Is the long way around"...
"Living with your eyes closed
Is easy"....
But I never did so...
I have miles of memories
On that road...
What will tomorrow bring
Would it bring a memory....
Or float away
Like a leaf
In a trickle stream....
Where is my life going
Where has it been....
Memories are forever
Dreams do come true....
The window to my heart
Use to have dead echoes
It only took you halfway.....
A path will always be there
With the glows
Of the moonlite nights.....
Making miles of more memories
What many tomorrows
Will bring.......
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Our Drive...
As the Bald Eagle flew
Soaring the Yellowstone
Above...
Watching as the water
Turns to ice
Than water again...
The Big Horn sheep
Walking down the Mountain
To the water holes
To break their thirst...
Cattle and horses
Grazing in the fields....
Captures of green
And of snow...
Below the mountains
Of white
Skies are of blue...
Snow packed roads
Travel at ease...
That's what I see.......
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Soaring the Yellowstone
Above...
Watching as the water
Turns to ice
Than water again...
The Big Horn sheep
Walking down the Mountain
To the water holes
To break their thirst...
Cattle and horses
Grazing in the fields....
Captures of green
And of snow...
Below the mountains
Of white
Skies are of blue...
Snow packed roads
Travel at ease...
That's what I see.......
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Monday, September 4, 2017
The Light of Night
The light of night
Dares to be....
It's casting of shadows
Through the trees....
The creatures of the evening
Come out to play....
I see the spiders
As they web,away....
The mysterious flights
Of the bat....
The sounds
They travel....
Making the mind
Wonder what
Or where,it is....
The sky's so dark
But beyond....
The brightness
Of the stars ....
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Dares to be....
It's casting of shadows
Through the trees....
The creatures of the evening
Come out to play....
I see the spiders
As they web,away....
The mysterious flights
Of the bat....
The sounds
They travel....
Making the mind
Wonder what
Or where,it is....
The sky's so dark
But beyond....
The brightness
Of the stars ....
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
The Walk
Tank full of gas
That dirt road of memories....
I see the dust
In the rear view mirror....
The roads of many
I have made...
Some were rough
Pot holes and rocks....
The destination
For you to see....
I will never have to say
I wish I did
Or I should have....
A million miles of memories
Are in my back pocket........
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
That dirt road of memories....
I see the dust
In the rear view mirror....
The roads of many
I have made...
Some were rough
Pot holes and rocks....
The destination
For you to see....
I will never have to say
I wish I did
Or I should have....
A million miles of memories
Are in my back pocket........
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Unfold The Magic
Unfold the magic
On it's journey
Let the mind relax
Seeing the roads ahead....
May it be of people
Who you met
Nature as it lives
Objects that draw attention....
Don't journey to the past
It doesn't live anymore
Some memories,put away
As in a chest
With lock and key....
I see the rainbows
Colors of bright and far
The creeks so clean
With pebbles and rocks below...
You can see the stars
With clear nights a far
The smell of clean air
Away from cities
People and cars....
That's the magic
With my journey
So far...
To sit on a rock
Glance at the fish
In the waters below....
Hear the birds
As they tell you so...
I see the wild flowers
As they bloom
The many colors
Scented smells too...
The turtles hurrying
With the hundred yard dash
To always finish last....
I see the rabbits
Coyotes too
The Ravens flying way above
With skies of blue...
Gentle rains
Breezes blowing ever so lightly...
This is the journey
My magic
Flows through...
To unfold it's beauty
Sounds
Smells too....
The magic I unfolded
Was of words
Bringing you to a place
To comfort you ....
Empty out the negativity
The magic is there for you
Silence is not with whispers
Is this journey for you....
Always remember in life
Sometimes a short cut
Is the long way around....
So unfold the magic
On your journey
Bring it to you...........
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
On it's journey
Let the mind relax
Seeing the roads ahead....
May it be of people
Who you met
Nature as it lives
Objects that draw attention....
Don't journey to the past
It doesn't live anymore
Some memories,put away
As in a chest
With lock and key....
I see the rainbows
Colors of bright and far
The creeks so clean
With pebbles and rocks below...
You can see the stars
With clear nights a far
The smell of clean air
Away from cities
People and cars....
That's the magic
With my journey
So far...
To sit on a rock
Glance at the fish
In the waters below....
Hear the birds
As they tell you so...
I see the wild flowers
As they bloom
The many colors
Scented smells too...
The turtles hurrying
With the hundred yard dash
To always finish last....
I see the rabbits
Coyotes too
The Ravens flying way above
With skies of blue...
Gentle rains
Breezes blowing ever so lightly...
This is the journey
My magic
Flows through...
To unfold it's beauty
Sounds
Smells too....
The magic I unfolded
Was of words
Bringing you to a place
To comfort you ....
Empty out the negativity
The magic is there for you
Silence is not with whispers
Is this journey for you....
Always remember in life
Sometimes a short cut
Is the long way around....
So unfold the magic
On your journey
Bring it to you...........
Michael VanDyke @ 2017
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