Thanksgiving 2015 C.E.

Thanks for the wind that reshapes the land
Thanks for the education at hand
Thanks for the food, dear turkey's life
Thanks for the limited day's strife
Thanks for the cider fresh pressed this year
Thanks for the wood the fire did sear
Thanks for family and friends
Thanks for the chance to try again
Thanks for the water clear and cool
Thanks for the yarn upon the spool
Thanks for the mushrooms that sprout in this time
Thanks for the words and the rhyme.

Autumn winds blow stiff and strong
Moisture in air of rain and cloud
Woven into autumn's song
Buttery scent of leaves' decay
Bright their deaths for winter's come
Stark the branches bare they rattle
Bright the light let down for some
Hear the wild turkeys tattle
Stalk them through the dank, dark woods
Strike them down so we may feast
Give thanks to them for life and breath
Beware your fellow hungry beast.

Clear across the alpine meadows
Down through forests green with life
'Tween the sun and and sylvan shadows
Bringing change and bringing strife
Winds will blow to herald winter,
Our autumn feast we shall prepare
Be ware lest storms catch you stalking
Fungi of earth or turkey of air,
Fetch forth the cranberries of the bog
Stir them stiff and stir them soft
With sugar and water heated smooth
So all our spirits will stay aloft,
Stuff the turkey with your harvest
Save the berries on the side
Gather in gratitude with friends and family
In the warmth of a dwelling where you may bide.

Effects of Air Currents Today

Stiff the breeze and standing waves
Whitecaps bless the sea today,
Wind bedecks the ground with green
Of douglas fir, a fragrant scene,
Wind blown lines of electricity
Mean flickering lights for human cities
Lunch time break, fortuitous time
Lest classes wait to return online,
A leaf-devil whirls in the aisle of trees
A swirling dance of brilliant red leaves
Over me to the parking lot nigh
I watched in delight as it frolicked by,
Bridges crossed, poor buffeted car
Wishing for home neath our local star.

My Mother is an Angel

My mother is an angel

Though I wouldn't name her so

For angels have a single source

Or so the tales go

My mother is from mountains tall

And meadows full of light

My mother is of stone and stream

And paths that grace the night,

A wolf that wandered as she will

Yet settled by the shore

Where she found her heart to live

With a sailor evermore,

Here she grows a garden

To keep her family well

Seeds she tends of plants

And on me she's cast her spell

For all the work she's done

All her eggs are in one boat

So she's raised me as best she can

And I try to stay afloat,

My mother is an angel

Wolf and dragon too

Guardian of dreams and hope

She guards her family true

She keeps us all together

She's the gravity you'll find

In the circles of our family

Together she does bind

In disaster and in holiday

She guides the family

Be it in wholesale gathering

Or our household yuletide tree,

My mother is an angel

Though I wouldn't tell her so

She watches over us all

With her winter sun halo.

Today, on the 51st birthday of the most wonderful mother to ever grace my presence, I dedicate my new realm to my mother.  To celebrate the role she has played in my life as inspiration and motivation to pursue my words 'til the whole picture is formed.  Thank you for the greatest gift I have ever received, a chance at life bound up with the opportunity to explore my passion for words.   May all our years from this day forth be better then the ones before.  Amo mater meus.

~~~~~~~Sylvan Sea Poet~~~~~~

Dweller of woods

Roamer of seas

Writer of words

Bound by breeze,

Elemental representation

Of the fluid arts

The weaving of words

The music of heart

Such is the wind

Element three

A power to respect

Channeled yet free,

Born to wood

Born to sea

Knowing both are in me

Growing, changing, to myself

Wind is always with this elf,

A power flows

In the wind that blows

I revel below

Resonating with its song

Elemental beauty strong

A summer's whisper

Cooling soft

Feline prints herald sails aloft,

Poet am I

Of elements three

Wood, water, and wind free,

Fear not fire

I know you are there

The energy of life

Sun in the air,

Elements of numbers ranging far

All born of an ancient star,

In a virtual realm

In a place called Earth

My words take the helm

As destined from birth.