George Cooper, October’s Party

October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came–
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.
-George Cooper, October’s Party

Christina Rossetti Poem: Changing Seasons

“January cold and desolate;
February dripping wet;
March wind ranges;
April changes;
Birds sing in tune
To flowers of May,
And sunny June
Brings longest day;
In scorched July
The storm-clouds fly,
Lightning-torn;
August bears corn,
September fruit;
In rough October
Earth must disrobe her;
Stars fall and shoot
In keen November;
And night is long
And cold is strong
In bleak December.”
~ Christina Rossetti

Mother Earth ~ Mitchell Burgess

“If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it’s time to reflect on what’s come before.”
~ Mitchell Burgess

A Note About Me

There are some things in life I do not care to talk about, and that is religion. I am not religious, and i haven’t been for quite a long time. I don’t like it, when certain people try to talk about it, and when they do, I walk away.

Also, there are religious bloggers who have started following my blog. Fine. But don’t expect me to follow you. It’s not going to happen.

There is one religion I will read, and that is Buddhism, I keep that to myself, and it makes me a  happy person.

John W. Fellows ~ Poem

I want to hear the simmer
Of the old coffee pot;
I want to hear it hummin’
When it’d gettin’ good and hot;
I want to see the vapor rise,
Like incense in the room,
And float about a-fillin’
Every corner with perfume.
~John W. Fellows, “The Old Coffee Pot,”
in The People’s Home Journal, July 1903

Real Wisdom ~ Leo Tolstoy

“Real wisdom is not the knowledge of everything, but the knowledge of which things in life are necessary, which are less necessary, and which are completely unnecessary to know.”
~ Leo Tolstoy