‘Old Souls’

~~ a Sonnet ~~

~~ by tkbrown
All of us are 'old souls' at heart--sometimes
--when we tire of tuning out mem'ry chimes
from days gone by when hearts and souls were young
with dreams where 'old souls' upon hopes were hung.
Our drift in night mist yields fleeting coup d'oeil.
Fetching rumination: "What is the deal?"
These souls--now old--wafting solo concept
of youthful observance fleetingly kept.
Just when we think we have accepted age,
up canters a grandchild--modern-day sage--
strumming and singing on our private stage;
reviving mem'ries from 'young souls' of yore
as magical wings proffer buoyant core
envisioning dreams, aspirations soar.

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Cooling Our Fall . . .

Photo by: jplenio at pixabay.com

— a haiku septet by tkbrown

Nights are cooler now,
the days unbearably hot.
Fall will be here soon.

Cooler nights begin
to cool both ends of the days --
morning and evening.

Then the midday temp
brings forth a welcome relief -
color's bright array!

Hills and vales display
bright colors on God's palette -
Fiery, vibrant view!

Apples and pumpkins,
with acorn and butternut -
paint the food display.

Everywhere colors
show mellowing with the age -
quaintly beautiful!

Paving a path with love
as the end appears ahead -
a transitioning!